CARRIE, June 2016
My stepfather said to me today that if I wasn’t always looking a gifthorse in the mouth, I could have come much further in life.
And of course that pissed me off royally, especially because he knows how I feel about his company, his Church and all the rest.
We can’t just change who we are on a dime, every time someone promises a bag of gold.
Or in this case a job which sure as hell wasn’t necessary if it wasn’t made for me.
Or perhaps some people can change at will and that’s why they get ahead in life, like my stepfather … and unlike me?
And maybe it’s not always a bad thing.
But if you do feel bad about that bag of gold … how do you know when it’s the right time to say yes, anyway?
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One response to “If Gifts Were Horses”
Yes, why actually? It’s a recurring theme for Carrie-and for me, obviously-but if I find out I will let you know.
Not much else to say: It’s June and I train in ignoring all those people talking about what they are going to do in their summer holidays.
It’s a bitch, but there is no other way. As a special needs parent you may never get another holiday, and the only way to deal with it is to … deal with it.
And I will.
Writing more, when I can, is one way.
How about you?