Just one step at a time

Open book

I’m an open book,
with a technicolour cover
that tells it all.
No mystery,
no intrigue,
nothing to catch a reader’s eye,
nothing to make them want
to find out more
about the story inside.
[Sleeping Daisy]

I think I share too much. More than I should. It’s not just about me - when I talk about how I feel, I’m talking about someone else too. There’s another involved. And it’s all very well sharing with the anonymity of blogging. But offline…

“If one partner doesn’t know whether they can trust the other, they will not share certain things. And these may be the kinds of things that if there were trust, would bring them together.

Is this between you and me,

or you, me, and your friends?

Because that is going to change how much I tell you,

how much I let you in,

how much I trust you with,

how much I give to you.

How naked I get with you.

Is this argument between you and me,

or between you and me and whoever you are going to tell about it?

Is this quirky habit of mine something I let you see because I know you love me no matter what, or is this something you will entertain our friends with at a party?

How safe are you?”

Sex God, Rob Bell

I’m not sure I’m very safe.

I need to work on that, as it won’t do me any favours in the long run. And has the potential to cost me dearly.

But as a processor, how do I work through my problems without sharing?

Well, not quite like that. MB summonsed me to go watch his training video, and as I walked in I saw his training T-shirt and said “I want your T-shirt!” Joking, mind.

Didn’t expect him to take it off, there and then, and give it to me!

Result!

So, my life in 6 words.

I’ve improved with age, grown into myself, found my feet, become comfortable with my giftings, am more able to deal with the ups and downs of life, am more likely to see who I am and want to change the bits that don’t make me happy (I’m not talking physically, like plastic surgery).

Growing up (somewhat depressingly) seems to suit me.

But there’s still work to be done, hence why improve, not improved with age.

“Some things get better with age.”

Tagged by The Third Province.

A - Available?
Yes. Very.

B - Best friend
I think they faded with adolescence, but I have a handful of close friends

C - Cake or Pie?
Hmm… probably pie

D - Drink of choice:
Fruit juice

E - Essential thing used everyday
My laptop

F - Favourite color:
Pink

G - Gummi bears or worms:
Gummi bears

H - Hometown:
Currently London

I - Indulgence:
A looooooooooooong bath

J - January or February:
January

K - Kids and names:
None

L - Life:
Needs to be taken one step at a time

M - Marriage date:
Still to come

N - Number of siblings:
One - younger brother

O - Oranges or apples:
Oranges

P - Phobias:
Spiders

Q - Quote:
“God has not always answered my prayers. If He had I would have married the wrong man - several times.”
~Ruth Graham

R - Reason to smile:
Friends

S - Season:
Spring

T - Tag three people:
Aphra
Barbara
Suzy

U - Unknown fact about me:
I have a heart-shaped mole, but I’m not telling you where (No, no there!)

V - Vegetable you do not like:
Mushroom

W - Worst habit:
Picking at myself

X - x-rays you have had:
Teeth, wrist, foot

Y - Your favorite food:
Steak and chips!

Z - Zodiac:
Taurus