— Daniell Koepke
I hate assessments. The ones usually given at a work conference that ask questions such as, ‘If you had the choice between matching socks or no socks, which would you choose?’ designed, of course, to determine if my personality will mesh with the rest of my coworker’s. I hate those questions. My answer will never be the same on any given day. Ask me that question after I’ve had my bowl of Wheaties and my adventurous nature will answer, ‘No socks!’ Ask me the same question the next day during a rain storm in the late fall and I’m definitely not leaving the house without socks on.
The same goes for what I want to write about. I have a ton of thoughts going through my mind, seventeen different answers to the same question posed to me-the answer you get will change depending on when you ask it and what’s going on in my life at the moment.
Needless to say my kids are never bored with me as a mom and my coworkers are constantly shocked and amused and surprised by what I might say or do at any given moment. Sometimes I even surprise myself; more often I think I should have said thought #7 vs #8, but oh-well, maybe next time.
All of that was my way of saying you never know what I’m gonna write about and when I do write about the same topic again it could be a completely different aspect than the one I wrote before.
Definitely won’t be finding my niche anytime soon-and I’m cool with that. 🙂
While out running errands with my kids tonight we stopped to pick up dinner on the way home. My daughter stayed in the car while my son and I went in to place and wait on our order. We made our selections, paid, and then sat in the two chairs beside the restaurant doors.
While waiting, T-Bone and I chatted about his day at school. As all good moms do so well I was only listening with half a mind while I observed the few patrons of the restaurant. Suddenly, my son jumps out of his chair and heads out the front door! Continue reading →
For most people, those two little words are the hardest to say. Those words make people who speak them feel bad, feel horrible, feel defeated – feel as if they have lost something important about themselves. They feel like they “lost” when they utter those two words to someone else. Some people take days, weeks, months, even years to say “I’m sorry” to someone. Some never say it at all.
It makes the person saying it vulnerable to the person they say it to. It puts the power in that other person’s hands. It leaves one open to rejection, hurt and humiliation because it gives that person the opportunity to retaliate.
Some people say it easily but without truly meaning it. “I’m sorry, but…” Ever heard that before? How about, “I’m sorry you feel that way”? Neither of these phrases are an apology and they cause more frustration and hurt. Continue reading →