The holiday season is upon us, which has brought about some mixed feelings for me this year, however, one thing that hasn’t changed is my love to give. Plus, it doesn’t hurt that I have good taste (he he). But no, seriously, it makes me feel so good to put a smile on someone else’s face, and it makes me wonder why I don’t go out of my way to do it more often. Why wait for a special occasion when we can make our own?
After feeling slighted one too many times in 2017, this time of year also made me acknowledge my tendency to give away all the good shit up front. If I view you as my family or friend, I automatically want to help you with whatever dilemma you may be facing – no matter how it may inconvenience me. I support you in all your endeavors and want you to be the best you can be. Ultimately, I want you to be happy. But in 2017, and even long before that, I came to realize I was giving away my time, attention, effort, help, and concern to people – people who never even asked for any of it. And yet, I gave some more. I gave until it hurt.
My intentions were good, I swear. But the truth is not every one will appreciate my gifts, and what I have to offer, so it is that much more important to be selective going into the new year – not selfish. I say that because I don’t want to turn cold and stop caring for others altogether, but I can be more mindful of who and what is most deserving. There is nothing naughty about keeping a little some of that good stuff for myself, too.