Today’s word: She
She stood across from me smiling. We had met a few weeks ago and we were chatting, making small talk as we waited for our kids. She was saying something about the fundraiser and then the new teacher, but all I could hear was she.
She is so put together.
Look at her shoes. Heels in the middle of the day. And she’s a stay at home mom.
And long hair. Down, of course, because she can.
She is so right and perfect and what I should be.
I instantly felt badly. The truth was, she hadn’t done a single thing to me but have a conversation. So this she conversation that was going on in my head wasn’t about the she in front of me. It was about the she inside of me. I don’t always like her.
But I know someone who does. And that conversation isn’t about heels and hair. It’s about heart and heaven. If that’s what the conversation about me sounds like, at least the one that matters, isn’t there a similar conversation about the woman across from me? And if there is then who am I to say a single thing in my head about the she before me?
I think there is so much we think and don’t say about this comparison trap of ‘she’. What are your thoughts? Do you struggle with comparing yourself to others?