Ann Voskamp writes:
How These 3 Words can Stop What’s Stealing Your Joy — Instead of Staying Stuck In the Competing and Comparing Rat Race
So this kid? She’s apparently got a problem when it’s her kid sister’s birthday.
And yeah… it’s understandable.
I mean — who really especially likes it, or finds it easy, when the other kid gets the big cake?
Or the big gifts. Or all the flashing cameras on her grinning mug smiling pretty over candles?
I mean — I saw it once at a parade: women jockeying for a better position.
Turns out it doesn’t matter a hill of beans how old you are, how wise you are, or how you’re sitting pretty —the more you let yourself compete and compare, the more you forget your own calling.the more you let yourself compete and compare, the more you forget your own calling.
I’d seen it, the women with their big handbags and big hopes:The more you push to get in front of others, the more you fall behind in being the best you can be.
I confess, I don’t remember much of the parade… but I went home with that.
I went and listened to the kid with the kid sister who had this birthday coming up. She was brave and honest and said out loud that she knew she was going to feel her tummy tighten into knots when everyone handed her sister all the presents, when her sister got the stage and the candles and the cake.
So she showed me what her and her mom had written on a piece of paper for her, for her to carry in her pocket, hold in her hand.
Just three words, scrawled on a scrap of paper:
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