I read this article by Kristen Welsh this morning and I thought it would be good for all of us but particularly our grandkids in junior high and those entering high school this year in just a few weeks. Enjoy! And Believe It!
It could have been in the third
grade when I was the last one picked for the kickball team or when I met
my first mean girl at 12. Or it might have been when I opened my mouth
to sing like my musical brother and sister and discovered I was tone
Not being enough
has sort of been a faithful companion in life…always there, reminding
me of ways I didn’t fit in or belong. When I didn’t date much in high
school or couldn’t get pregnant for the first five years of my marriage,
I believed the ever-present words whispered in my ear.
When I walked into a room full of
stylish, pretty women, and searched for a familiar face, I knew the
words that would pop into my head.
I don’t remember the first time I didn’t measure up.
But I do remember the first time I stopped measuring.
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