Keep Your Eyes On Your Own Paper

How many times did you hear that when you were in school?  I heard it ALOT because my eyes were anywhere but on my own paper.  Academically and socially.  Mercifully, my academic copycat issues ended when school did.  As for the social, well, it’s taken me a lot longer to care more about what I think than what others do. 

Can’t imagine my life without my friends. LOVE. But it is not my job to weigh in with my opinion on any choices they make.  It’s about respect.  This does not mean I can’t be a grumpy little snark .  Happens.  I don’t want to hear bad stuff about others unless there is a way I can be of help to them.  We have all been adults for a good while.  I respect the choices my friends make.  I might not choose the same for myself, but that is exactly my point. 

My learning curve came when I had a giant life transition some years ago.  Just living through it took all my mental and emotional strength.  I was strong, but so weak.  People I didn’t even speak to weighed in on my personal choices – lifestyle, hair color, men.  And I listened to them, because I couldn’t think clearly.  A dear friend who had been through what I was going through at the time told me, “You”ll be old news by next week.”  And she was correct.  Once I got my mojo back, finally learned to stand on my own two feet, and value my choices above comments from the peanut gallery, my life really changed.  For the better. 

I try to avoid throwing stones; I slip, like a recovering addict, but I get right up and screw my head back on, hopefully a little bit straighter. Mercy replaces misery, grace over gossip, love trumps fear.  The beautiful details of each life are the differences.  At least to me. I’ve learned the ground is truly level; life may not be easy all the time, but it sure beats the alternative.   And that’s why I try like hell to keep my eyes on my own paper. Every. Single. Day.

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13 thoughts on “Keep Your Eyes On Your Own Paper

  1. I can’t tell you how much this one sentence spoke to me: “Mercy replaces misery, grace over gossip, love trumps fear.”

    I think whether we have major or minor upheavals in our lives, realizing this is the beginning of owning ourselves.

  2. “I try to avoid throwing stones; I slip, like a recovering addict, but I get right up and screw my head back on, hopefully a little bit straighter. Mercy replaces misery, grace over gossip, love trumps fear. The beautiful details of each life are the differences.” I soooooo agree! Sometimes it feels like you would want the whole world to understand you (and esp. stop throwing stones at one another), but it’s in the differences the magic lies. It is when you meet someone else that a new world is born!

    =)

  3. I love this post. I am so proud of you. You are amazing in so many ways!

  4. WOW WOW WOW possibly the best thing I’ve read in months …. so dead-on and true – you make me want to grab you and squeeze your guts out!!!!!! LOVE LOVE LOVE YOU

  5. Amen, sister girl.

    ’nuff said.

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