-as a statement, not a question. Sometimes it needs saying. I have never used the word pardon as an apology. I say pardon in the office to rehear what you said. Always better than ‘what?’ Here, now, I say pardon to alleviate myself. I only want to acknowledge where readers have felt a discordant pulse in what I may usually put out. It’s interesting where our insecurities lie, where I have found mine to rise: after I’ve expressed too much, shared too much, given too much. Immediately I feel an equal pull. I want to retract, regress, refrain. Under this debate… I feel a resonance and in moderate harmony with feminist: the when and the why we silence ourselves! This … Read More
–no question mark My last boss thought I interrupted him too much. I did. I broke the habit…around him. I cringed inside every time I heard myself do it. Our facial expressions would conform into the same shape simultaneously, as his frustration-fueled anger matched my internal disgust at not having nipped the terrible habit in the bud. When I interrupt you I’m being anxious, I’m excited. Know when I interrupt, it’s because I know where you are and I feel like I can anticipate where you are going. But it’s downright awful and rude, too; don’t get me wrong. I’ve become a much better listener as I’ve gotten older. I really like mindfully paying attention. As simple as it sounds, it’s … Read More
One of the least selfish things a person can do is have a child. Raising a child is the most self-less experience we go through. Every decision, from the day the baby is born, is no longer about the parents interest but that of nurturing the baby. (pre-supposing a mature parent, not a knocked-up immature teenager) We live in a society now that gives woman both the time and opportunity to have both a career and a child, or have a child and still participate in all the extra-curricular fun, hobbies or passions she chooses.