I am shy by nature. So I find it hard to ‘put myself out there’
My Momma, on the other hand, was an extrovert, as was my Daddy
I was probably in the Second Grade when I told Momma it was hard, hard, hard to raise my hand and talk in class
She told me something I have never really forgotten– when someone talks to you and asks a question answering them is showing appreciation to their question.
Of course, I had to learn (often the hard way) that there are stinky questions no one has a right to ask, and we don’t have to answer.
Gradually, I learned that if the question awakens joy in me, then that is a question I can answer, brightening someone else’s day.
A simple, but in reality a very complex thought.
“If life were predictable it would cease to be life, and be without flavor.”– Eleanor Roosevelt
From my world to your heart,
Linda
