Somewhere along the way, the right to free speech became the right to tarring and feathering. Between the Grammar Police and the Judgement Squad, the bullies are out in full force. And to be perfectly honest here, I'd much rather just be quiet and not say anything than risk that toxicity.
Life is hard enough. I know my faults and weaknesses. I worry I'm a good enough mom, wife and friend. I have been hurt enough by people who are supposed to love me that I certainly don't feel the need to sign up for the accusations from those who don't even really know me.
When I write about Intentional Kindness, I am writing to myself. I am sharing what I've learned personally as well as what I am trying to learn. I am not posting from a place of self righteousness or condemnation. I don't walk around handing out flowers, balloons and compliments all day (I know...shocking, right?). The only thing I honestly feel I'm better at than anyone else is being about as flawed and imperfect as they come. That's where my confidence begins and ends, folks.
So I'm trying to let go of fear, as my friend Bob Goff has encouraged me to do. Fear of judgement and mistakes and struggles. I'm hoping you'll read along and know my intentions here are to encourage and be encouraged. It takes a lot of fearlessness to put ourselves out there in this world. We are going to BE INTENTIONAL in our words and actions and we are going to face some rejection along the way.
I'm here for you when that happens. I'm hoping you'll be there for me, too.