Another AHA Moment!

I have read that when we get irritated with others, it is because they possess qualities that we in fact possess but haven't accepted in ourselves.

While getting packed for a weekend getaway, I got irritated with Lindsay as she proceeded to bring down to the car a BIG bag full of her beloved purses, a backpack filled with her important "papers", another purse with her phone and other accessories all of us girls love. I told her she didn't need to bring all those things and she looked at me with a look that said, "I am taking these things and there isn't anything you can do about it". I didn't battle but got irritated.

As I was packing the car, filling it with all MY crap, I had an AHA moment. My crap consisted of my knitting bag, my books AND my Kindle (go figure), my lap top and a few magazines too! I had a flash back of Jerry looking at me as he was packing the car for a weekend away and thinking, "Kelli, when do you think you are going to have time to do any of these things in two days?" And, me giving him the same look Lindsay gave me that said, "I want to work on this knitting project that I haven't touched in a year and read too, and I might have time to work on my Heritage Makers project too".
AHA, she learned it from me! Having those comforts of home that we enjoy doing during our down time when we go somewhere else. Or is it that we just like comforts of home while away?

So, from now on, I will try not to get irritated at her pile of purses that she transports from her bed to the couch or her pile of papers that keeps growing daily and she transports to and from. It is no different than my books or magazines, my projects of knitting, photos, etc. The things that brings comfort to her and that she enjoys doing are no different.

What was irritating to me, was something I do, just in a different way.

We all could have used a little help from Lindsay in high school

First off, I haven't blogged in awhile and glad to be back!

Lindsay and I just recently returned from a girls trip to Denver for my sisters birthday. We also went to a High School reunion Happy Hour. It was sponsored by my younger sisters class of 1982 but I was going to meet up with some friends from my class in 1978. Ridiculous as it seems, walking into a bar about to see people you haven't seen since high school, still brings back all those "feelings".

As it turned out, it was mainly people a lot younger than I but thanks to Lindsay, I met almost everyone! It took no time at all for her to jump into the party mode. She didn't want to stay with me! No, she got her pop in hand and followed Wendi around as her social little shadow. Wendi would talk with someone and before I knew it, Lindsay would motion me over to meet everyone. Most people didn't know me or Lindsay and "our story". But before long, Lindsay had caught everyones eye and her ability to engage. Before the night was over, Lindsay had pulled out my camera, found a photo of Grr and was showing everyone she could.  People would come over, on their own, just to see her proudly show off Grr. It was touching and thought provoking at the same time.

Lindsay knew how to work the room, as they say. She did it without judgement, without preconceived ideas. Didn't matter if they were a "jock or freak or nurd". She wanted to meet everyone and for everyone to meet each other. No matter the status, no matter the dress, no matter if they were "cool" or not, they were all equal in Lindsay's eyes.

Something we all could had a little help with in high school.