Proud

I went to see my Aunt this weekend and in conversation she said she forgot to tell me how "proud" of me she was. As I sat there with a look of confusion on my face she began to tell me that she was proud of how independent I have become in taking care of myself and my daughter. I rank her sentiment up there with my Granny's, who has consistently been telling me how proud of me she is as of the last few months. She has been expressing how much of a good woman I am and how I'm a really good mom.

Now my Granny is the kind of woman that says what's on her mind so if you are good then it is true, you are good. If you are messing up then you need to get it right and she is going to tell you what you need to do to get it right. Oh! Trust and believe; God, prayer, a good teaching church, medication (just in case the chemicals in your brain need to be balanced) and possibly some therapy will be the foundation for what ever instruction she gives you. Then if you are REALLY messing up she will go into the "Lazy Woman" and "Dysfunctional Woman" lecture in order to really drive her point home.

Anyway, I always smile and say thank you but it does sincerely warms my heart. It let's me know that I am far beyond all the mistakes and poor choices I have made in the past. It also shows me that I have grown a whole lot and I am so far from the person that I used to be. Despite all of my arguments and fights with God  he has brought me a long way. At the end of the day I can sit back, smile and say I'm proud of me too. :)

Happy New Year! Be blessed!