I know it seems like everyone (said with a groan) has a blog. And everyone (said with an even louder groan) is asking for a vote or like of some kind lately. But I belong to a site called Top Mommy Blogs. And if someone 'votes' for me by clicking the banner on my blog or in this post, my account gets a vote, which helps move up my 'rank' in the list of blogs. So if you could take a moment out of your very busy life to click a vote for me I'd greatly appreciate it.
You'd think as many times as I've been rejected in my life that rejection wouldn't hurt anymore. Really, I can't count the number of times that I've been rejected, or slighted, or been on the receiving end of cruel words. I'm almost 40 for pete's sake. Rejection shouldn't bring tears anymore, but it still does. It just seems like I've been faced with it a lot lately. It started with the Running and has seemed to carry over into other parts of my life. I have spent most of my life on the sidelines watching other people. That's what happened with the marathon. Once again, I'm on the side as others do things that I want to do. I trained. I had to have an unexpected surgery. I got injured. I couldn't run. It happens. It isn't the end of the world. But what many don't realize is that there are numerous times in my life that I am on the sidelines, watching, wishing I was the one 'out there' - not the one watching. . But
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