A Little Strut in your Step
March 13th 2007 07:43
A little bit of grace, that's all it takes to have the world asking "what's your secret?"
Its about sauntering off with more dignity than most. Its about the little gestures that no one anticipates (or admits that they expect) but can take quiet pleasure in receiving.
Its about being in the middle of a conflict as a confidant or being in the middle of the group hug. The touches, the thought, the apology, the gift.
Grace is about accepting that in having some, in doing things, you will receive no recognition and you'll be awarded no extra credit. Grace is continuing on despite these things.
I'm just not sure it was my fault, that i was the provocateaur, that i'm to blame, or that i was wrong at all, but i graciously let my dear believe i thought i was at fault, and i apologized. I'm not sure he deserved it, not sure it was worth the effort or the cost, but i tried to convey the importance of the relationship to a dear friend with a personal gift. I believe he's wrong, that he's impolite and incosiderate, and mildly inappropriate, but i've chosen to pick my battles carefully and allowed a dear friend to walk all over me.
Does telling you this belittle my grace? Probably. But seriously, there's only so much one can take!!!
I'll let them think they're in the clear, in the right, in the know---and its knowing what they don't, what they choose not to see that puts that trendy saunter into my step!
Its about sauntering off with more dignity than most. Its about the little gestures that no one anticipates (or admits that they expect) but can take quiet pleasure in receiving.
Its about being in the middle of a conflict as a confidant or being in the middle of the group hug. The touches, the thought, the apology, the gift.
Grace is about accepting that in having some, in doing things, you will receive no recognition and you'll be awarded no extra credit. Grace is continuing on despite these things.
I'm just not sure it was my fault, that i was the provocateaur, that i'm to blame, or that i was wrong at all, but i graciously let my dear believe i thought i was at fault, and i apologized. I'm not sure he deserved it, not sure it was worth the effort or the cost, but i tried to convey the importance of the relationship to a dear friend with a personal gift. I believe he's wrong, that he's impolite and incosiderate, and mildly inappropriate, but i've chosen to pick my battles carefully and allowed a dear friend to walk all over me.
Does telling you this belittle my grace? Probably. But seriously, there's only so much one can take!!!
I'll let them think they're in the clear, in the right, in the know---and its knowing what they don't, what they choose not to see that puts that trendy saunter into my step!
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