River + Fir

A third grade girl

Sometimes I get my feelings hurt. At the most unwelcome of times. Not welcome at all. In the middle of a beautiful, sunshiny morning.

Sometimes I feel like a jerk. An unintentional jerk.

Mostly, when I get my feelings hurt, I feel like a third grade tomboy that just got told she throws like a girl by the kids on the playground.

Hurt feelings.

Sometimes, and this is what I really hate, it takes a while to realize that my hurt feelings now are not really now.  In this present moment, I am not hurt or scared or angry but it’s that third grade tomboy that is hurt.

Pride is a scary thing.  Sharing your life is a scary thing. Being vulnerable, trusting, gracious with yourself and others. Beautiful and scary.

Grace, forgiveness, patience. For self and others. Now.

And peace to the tomboy – she had one hell of an arm. For a girl.

This entry was published on July 10, 2012 at 1:50 pm. It’s filed under Ramblings, Women and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Follow any comments here with the RSS feed for this post.

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