Don't we all just occasionally have a stubborn streak a mile wide? I know I do. I can remember my grandma saying to me, "You've been warned" and always feeling smugly, "Haha, I'll show HER!" Inevitably, I was always wrong and had to walk back with my head hung in shame. She never once said, "I told you so" or laughed at me. She simply looked at me knowingly, cuddled me and told me that she loved me. Maybe that's just a grandma thing though.
I still find myself pushing the limits occasionally. Most of the time, I'm a strict rule follower. I don't like to break the rules, go against what the law says or push the limits in a negative way. There are occasions, however, where I feel like I might change things by pushing the limits. I somehow fool myself into thinking that if I just nudge the rules a little, they'll bend. Sometimes it's for the greater good and sometimes it's for my own selfish need. Either way, it almost never works out.
The good news is that I find myself on the opposite side of this as well. I find myself imitating my grandmother and saying, "You've been warned." On the flipside, when the person I love suffers a loss, pain, or other hurt from their actions, I don't say, "I told you so." Instead, I find myself doing as my grandma did. I hug them and help them through their heartache. I guess that means I'm becoming a grown up.
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