“The art of wisdom is the art of knowing what to overlook.”
Previously I said I was in awe of translators, but heck, we’re all translators. Everytime we talk to our family, our dogs, our friends—we’re translating what they are saying into something we want to hear.
What did your friend really mean with that look she gave you after your third glass of wine? What did your husband mean when he flounced out the door in the morning just because you were a little late getting home from your bridge game the afternoon before?
Your three year old doesn’t really mean he hates you when he says he does, he wants you to set him straight about who really wears the pants around here. It keeps him in his comfort zone.
We all have to live in this family, this community, this world. It behooves us all to darn well get over it and get together.
Get over being miffed at your friend and just give her that recipe she’s been begging for. Friends aren’t all that easy to find anymore. Go ahead and buy your kid that toy he’s whining for (unlkess it costs more than the mortgage payment.), And believe me, your husband will be home tonight and grateful for that special dinner you’re going to fix him. After all you could have called him yesterday.
Don’t make it too difficult for others to translate you.
Amen to that.
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Ha ha. I wrote that at 3 a.m. Jumbled nighttime thinking.
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And then there are those who wear their hearts on their sleeves requiring little or no translating, right?
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They may be the ones who get those hearts broken occasionally?
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Wow, I love your killer last lines. This one’s a beauty: “Don’t make it too difficult for others to translate you.”
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