She doesn’t know me, nothing about me. Yet she passed serious judgement. Emotions. She lashed out. She’s an emotional creature, young. So I cut her a little slack. I wanted to take her down, verbally. Because I’m an emotional creature too, passionate in every sense of the word. I wanted to ask her if she’s always been a ‘mean girl’. I believe few mean girls are rehabilitated. Not that they can’t change, they choose not to change. I believe mean girls grow up to be mean women. And most women agree.
I feel strongly about what happened in DC. I’m fighting mad. But here’s the deal, they lied, almost every single one of them, the politicians. ALMOST every single one of them. Media is incestuously complicit. Is there one righteous man or woman to be found in Washington?
When total strangers attack one another, evil wins.
I believe in good, it’s the idealist in me, unrealistically idealistic. Even mean girls can change, if they try real, real hard.
I feel sorry for the one who lashed out today. She really wasn’t lashing out at me personally. She’s angry too, frustrated. She apologized, if she hurt my feelings. I so wanted to tell her I’ve raised three strong-willed teenagers, I no longer have feelings. She too, like my kids, will need to be a warrior. My kids are fighters, thank God. This young lady is a fighter too. I can take it honey, get it out, and then let’s come together.
Grace and mercy. Reciprocate. We need one another, now more than ever.
Come together and fight that which is tearing us apart, not flesh and blood.
I’m talking to me too.
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