One of the most valuable lesson that I have learned from my mother and the other important women in my family is that, through all adversities I must continue to be a lady. Now, that whole statement is one of the hardest things for me to do. There have been so many times, where I have either fought someone, which of course is not lady like or cussed someone completely out, and you know as well I do there should be no room in a lady's vocabulary for those type of words.
My aunt, cousin, and mom have all tried to change me. "Tone me down" so they have kindly put it. I mean I have proper manners, I dont always curse or fight, and at times I wear dresses. I mean you are really asking a lot of me.
Recently there was a situation that I had to become the most outstanding lady in the face of pure unadulterated bullshit that was spewed my way. This is involving a non family member who apparently doesn't realize that she more time on her hands than the rest of the world. The whole situation is and was very petty, so petty that I am not going to take the time to try to explain it. In the midst of all the he said, she said bullshit, I found it quite odd at the approach that I took when confronted by this uncouth bitch. I actually started to use the tactics my family have been trying to make me use for years. Awwww shit, I am becoming a lady! As I listened to her screech and continue to throw hot vile words at me, I surprisingly kept a level head, and tried to stay to the facts. She kept trying to over talk me and "try" to be little me. One thing people have to understand about me, is make sure that I dont know your situation before you try to go hard on me. This girl is a fucking joke, I kept saying to myself, I cant even believe she is coming at me like this. Take this back 6 months I would have been all over her shit and probably in jail. Now where would that have left me? Broke, jobless, out of school, and with police chargers. For what? A broke, unhappy, unfulfilled, uneducated, jealous, and fucking stupid little girl. Man get the fuck out of here. So this ladies and gentlemen, is when Courtney Reynolds finally became a woman.
In this en lighting period that I have had, I have realized what my grandma was saying about my temper. That it would make me lose everything and everyone around me if I didn't get a hold on it. I have a hold on it, and I am very proud of that. God puts test and tribulations in your life to see you actually listen and observed. He also gives people signs to show that their situations might not be the best ones to be in and that you might have to re evaluate the entire thing. Every situation in life has a meaning and a purpose, this one for me was my wake up call to focus on what I need to continue to get done, and don't sweat the small shit or small minded people. Because without these distractions how would ever know when to say enough is enough.
Thursday, March 31, 2011
Why does growing up sucks?
I know that I haven't been on here lately. I have been reorganizing my life. Which brings me to my blog today. Yeah, I know this is a different direction from what I usually do, but I feel as though it is fitting considering that graduation is around the corner and other new adventurous things in people's lives are turning up.
Have you noticed that older that you get, the more and more you apperciated being young and naive and letting your parents handling everything? As you get older you are now faced with the fact of paying bills, such as rent or house payments, car insurance, health insurance, college loans, and so forth. I mean it is really just that much bullshit that I will not take the time to name it all.
Why is growing up so fucking hard and stressful? When does the shit get easier? I have pondered this question forever, and came up with the solution that is doesn't. Oh, how I miss the times where all I had to worry about was making sure that my socks matched and I put the right juice box in my lunch box for that day, so I wouldn't have a bitch fit if someone else seemed to screw up my request. Oh, how I miss when the only competition that you had in life was to see who would get the best swing first. Just makes you think about the simpler times, ya know?
Now I am 26, and I am planning my wedding, getting ready to graduate, and move away again from my parents and family. Just yesterday it seemed like I was hiding underneath my grandmother's table looking up at my daddy as he played like he couldn't find me. The game of hiding and seek was so innocent an fun, I just wish I could do that all over again. I don't want to be a "grown up" anymore, well for right now. I don't want these responsibilities that I have on my plate. Its scary. I am about to be someone's wife, possibly someone's mother, and a career orientated professional. Wow time flies.
Maybe, it will get easier and then I will be able to wrap my head around these new concepts? Nope, from what my daddy is telling me it will just much more complex. SHittttttttttttttttt! I am scared now, but I am willing to take the challenge head on. One question I must ask though. Why does growing up suck?
Have you noticed that older that you get, the more and more you apperciated being young and naive and letting your parents handling everything? As you get older you are now faced with the fact of paying bills, such as rent or house payments, car insurance, health insurance, college loans, and so forth. I mean it is really just that much bullshit that I will not take the time to name it all.
Why is growing up so fucking hard and stressful? When does the shit get easier? I have pondered this question forever, and came up with the solution that is doesn't. Oh, how I miss the times where all I had to worry about was making sure that my socks matched and I put the right juice box in my lunch box for that day, so I wouldn't have a bitch fit if someone else seemed to screw up my request. Oh, how I miss when the only competition that you had in life was to see who would get the best swing first. Just makes you think about the simpler times, ya know?
Now I am 26, and I am planning my wedding, getting ready to graduate, and move away again from my parents and family. Just yesterday it seemed like I was hiding underneath my grandmother's table looking up at my daddy as he played like he couldn't find me. The game of hiding and seek was so innocent an fun, I just wish I could do that all over again. I don't want to be a "grown up" anymore, well for right now. I don't want these responsibilities that I have on my plate. Its scary. I am about to be someone's wife, possibly someone's mother, and a career orientated professional. Wow time flies.
Maybe, it will get easier and then I will be able to wrap my head around these new concepts? Nope, from what my daddy is telling me it will just much more complex. SHittttttttttttttttt! I am scared now, but I am willing to take the challenge head on. One question I must ask though. Why does growing up suck?
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