You’re Not Everybody’s Cup of Tea

On my 38th birthday my mom (Shary Stuart Humphrey) sent me a book with all my report cards she had collected from the time I was in Pre-K4 until senior year. I was excited to read through all the things my teachers said about me. I remember throughout my school years mom telling me they thought I was a great kid, but I talked too much (can you believe that?! 🤷🏼‍♀️)

I waited to get a moment alone and opened it up. As I sat and read, my heart tightened and dropped into my stomach. My teachers had said much more than I talked too much. "She's a distraction. She can't work alone. She's undisciplined. She needs to work more and talk less, the other students are annoyed” and more.

I Sobbed. Heaved. I ugly cried.

I took the book and walked to the back of our property, sat against a tree and mourned for my 4, 7, 10,13... year old self. I could see “her”, confused and feeling very much alone. I remember that “undisciplined and annoying” little girl, but more than that, as an adult, I could now see her pain.

Gathering my emotions, I imagined her sitting therein front of me with her ratty hair, jeans and t-shirt. I held out the hook in front of me and told that little girl how precious she was, how her resilient soul found every possible way to create joy in a f*%@$! up situation and that one day her story would be used to help others heal. I hugged the book, imagining sending her love through time and space. And we healed together on that day.

I also told her now all that talking makes us money.

So there.

You’re not everybody’s cup of tea honey, but you sure are mine 😉

From the Couch to your Soul ~ A