I'm so disappointed by people lately. I'm so grateful I've raised my kids to be good people. And that they ARE good people. I feel sorry for so many.
I feel sorry for people that don't show up for others. Just don't show up.
I'm sorry, I'm just not like that. I've been given more trials than most. Than maybe anyone I know.
And I show up.
Yep, you may say...you are so full of yourself, well, maybe I am.
I deserve to be.
I'm a good person.
Better than most.
I've earned respect
I've taught my kids to earn, gain respect.
Follow in my footsteps. Be successful, like me. I've been hugely successful.
And most people in my life won't acknowledge that...why? I'll never know.
So you know what I say to that?
Kiss this, babies. 👄