What does one write when they are as boring as me? I just don’t have any good stories in my life (and I’m just as glad. I would prefer no drama.) I don’t really wanna go back and start complaining about my childhood. Both my parents are dead now and I’ve made peace with their flaws… plus, by this time, I’ve unremembered their issues and it’s only unpleasant when my mind is pricked by some of the bad things. I prefer to just remember the good… at least about my mother. It’s tougher with my father. Sometimes I don’t remember a lot of good about him but not anything horribly bad,.. like on a -10 to +10 scale, I remember him as like a -2. Cold, sort of disconnected, unfriendly and unloving. My mother always told us he loved us, that’s how I knew. I think that’s why I have God issues sometimes as well. Jesus loves me, this I know, cuz the Bible tells me so. Just like my mother told me my dad loves me. Sort of removed and impersonal. It has taken me years to begin to see that Jesus is not also removed and impersonal – always ready to criticize and condemn, be disappointed in me and let me know that I’m just not quite enough.
So, see? Here I went and did it… complained about my childhood. I wonder how many of us don’t have complaints. I know some. But I also wonder if those some actually SHOULD have complaints. I’ve seen some people talk great game about their parents but then when they start in with details you can hear how dysfunctional their families were so I’m thinking that every family is dysfunctional in its own way. Sometimes, though, maybe there are SOME dysfunctions that aren’t so bad. And maybe certain personalities actually do BETTER in a slightly dysfunctional household depending upon the type of dysfunction. Just sayin’ But no family is perfect. No people are perfect so, obviously, no set of parents is going to have it down pat. That everybody doesn’t complain is just a testimony to those who have endurance, patience, tolerance and more maturity than me 😉
So, the theme for this week is what is your greatest strength. I’m not sure about that. I could list off a whole slew of weaknesses. I’ll have to think about any strengths. That’s really annoying. I know I must have some.