People pegging you as a certain type has always been a sensitive subject for me, as this is something I am often the victim of. I'm constantly reminding others that people change and evolve on a daily basis. You can't ever assume you completely know someone, because as humans we are (hopefully) learning and growing everyday.
Judging or pegging became an issue once more this week. For my 24th birthday I finally went and got the tattoo I have been talking about for forever. It's a butterfly on the top of my right foot. I love it (though it is in the process of oozing as I type this)! I knew that tattoos continue to be a controversial item for some, but thought that for the most part that they were more widely accepted as art nowadays, if not everywhere, then at least here in Austin where people tend to be more relaxed. Apparently my assumption was not completely true. I've heard over the past week many times, "Why did you do that? You're not that kind of girl." Excuse me? What kind of girl am I exactly? And how is it that you know who I am when I'm still trying to figure that out? For crying out loud, I'm still Rachel, I just have art on my foot now. My values and morals didn't change, nor did my behavior. It's frustrating to say the least. The only two people I was concerned about were my mom and dad, and they actually surprised me by being oddly cool about it. Surprises will never cease.
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Saturday, May 9, 2009
To Share Or To Give
I've long been absent, some of which was due to being in a slump as well as being pretty busy.
The good news I have to report is that I finally got my car back after it being at the repair shop for over a month. I think this was a large contributor to my shlumpy mood. Not having a car and having to constantly rely on someone else for help and transportation is not my thing. I don't like being a burden and that is what I ended up being. But now I'm back in control for the most part. My car is beautiful looking once more! I had forgotten how much fun she is to drive. She even has a toll tag now!
Last week I started thinking about the difference between giving and sharing. Sadly I think this mental pondering took place at church (shame on me) but it was an interesting realization none the less. There's a book about the five love languages, I read a few years ago so the exact title and author escape me. The book discusses how everyone is different in the way they show and receive love, and that often this is the problem in relationships, people are showing love differently and the other person doesn't understand it. For example Andrew and myself. I show love to others through gift-giving. Andrew on the other hand doesn't receive love best that way. His love language is physical (no not that way). He likes physical contact especially in the form on head scratches or back massages. Sadly I haaaate doing that, I have arthritis in my hands so to do that is painful plus it's just not my thing. We've had to work our way around this and try to understand one another better.
Now having said that I show love through gifts let me explain further. I absolutely love to give gifts. I get ridiculously excited and try to plan gifts that all go together or tell a story, etc. It's been proven that most people give gifts to others of things that they would want themselves. However, that is not what I do. I try get or do something the other person would love based off of comments they've made, etc. While I thrive on giving gifts or small surprises to others I absolutely hate sharing. To me there is a big difference between the two. Giving is saying have this for yourself, and that's easy for me. Sharing is basically loaning something that will be returned. I hate sharing. The reason for this being that I am incredibly neat and organized. When I was younger I would have to share things with my sister who for the most part would generally ruin or mess up anything that was mine. For that reason I've never enjoyed sharing but I'm getting better!
To all the givers and sharers, may your day be terrific!
The good news I have to report is that I finally got my car back after it being at the repair shop for over a month. I think this was a large contributor to my shlumpy mood. Not having a car and having to constantly rely on someone else for help and transportation is not my thing. I don't like being a burden and that is what I ended up being. But now I'm back in control for the most part. My car is beautiful looking once more! I had forgotten how much fun she is to drive. She even has a toll tag now!
Last week I started thinking about the difference between giving and sharing. Sadly I think this mental pondering took place at church (shame on me) but it was an interesting realization none the less. There's a book about the five love languages, I read a few years ago so the exact title and author escape me. The book discusses how everyone is different in the way they show and receive love, and that often this is the problem in relationships, people are showing love differently and the other person doesn't understand it. For example Andrew and myself. I show love to others through gift-giving. Andrew on the other hand doesn't receive love best that way. His love language is physical (no not that way). He likes physical contact especially in the form on head scratches or back massages. Sadly I haaaate doing that, I have arthritis in my hands so to do that is painful plus it's just not my thing. We've had to work our way around this and try to understand one another better.
Now having said that I show love through gifts let me explain further. I absolutely love to give gifts. I get ridiculously excited and try to plan gifts that all go together or tell a story, etc. It's been proven that most people give gifts to others of things that they would want themselves. However, that is not what I do. I try get or do something the other person would love based off of comments they've made, etc. While I thrive on giving gifts or small surprises to others I absolutely hate sharing. To me there is a big difference between the two. Giving is saying have this for yourself, and that's easy for me. Sharing is basically loaning something that will be returned. I hate sharing. The reason for this being that I am incredibly neat and organized. When I was younger I would have to share things with my sister who for the most part would generally ruin or mess up anything that was mine. For that reason I've never enjoyed sharing but I'm getting better!
To all the givers and sharers, may your day be terrific!
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