This morning I'm thinking about that phrase we teach toddlers: "You get what you get, and you don't get upset."
But for me, it's kind of more like this:
I come from a big family -- six kids, six! -- and I learned pretty early on that you can't pick who you're going to gel with.
What is that all about? It's a mystery.
Some people we *heart* and love, love, love. Some people, nope. Often there isn't a very good reason for it.
You like who you like, and you are not for everyone.
I was reminded of this at fitness last week, when a fabulous Swedish-Aussie friend asked, "Did you like the novel, The Handmaid's Tale?" (By the way, the novel is quite different from the HBO series.)
Three of us were lined up in a row on the mats. On one side, doing mountain climbers or push-ups or some other godforsaken thing, I yelled out YES, I LOVED IT and my sweet friend on the other side said OH, I HATED IT. We had a good laugh. Because we're both right.
The trick with everything is finding your tribe (especially as an author!). And maybe the even bigger trick is realising that -- with all the people who aren't your tribe -- there's no point in getting upset. It is what it is.
You love who you love.
OH - about the three women in the animal heads? That's my tribe. We're wearing these to a writing conference cocktail party with the theme 'Love Gone Wild.'
You "get" who you get. ;-)
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