Summertime is a popular time for parades. And it seems like this year, many parades got rained upon.
I’d like to talk about the non-visual getting your parade rained on.
The kind of thing where folks get after you for what you accomplished or what you’re doing. Things that are none of their business and things that are not breaking the law or someone’s morals.
Example: after my divorce, the man I was dating got more jealous with each positive change I made. Never mind being supportive, he didn’t seem to be happy if I was happy. He wanted to deny me having a happy and contented life. If I had listened to him back then, you would not be reading my blog right now. (Wherever he is now, I hope he found what he was looking for.)
Example: When my hair was growing back after chemotherapy, a lady at work said it was time to get my hair styled. How could what looked like a butch cut be styled at all? Weird.
Example: After cancer, a well-meaning relative suggested that I was begging for sympathy when I chose not to wear a wig or scarves. I should have also worn fake breasts, according to her. NOT! I wasn’t bald for attention, nor did I have to be embarrassed/ashamed over the number that chemo and a double mastectomy did on my body.
For you folks out there that are inclined to check with others about what you do, feeling like you need permission – stop! Don’t let people rain on your parade, because in my book, you rock! You are wonderful, and I hope you accept this. Thanks for listening…