My father was a writer. He wrote all of his life, inflicting upon many of us his novels, plays, articles, essays, and self-help books. Some were marvelous; some merely well-intentioned. But of all the things he wrote, his journal is his legacy: by turns wise and bewildering, it neared 1,100 type-written pages when he died in 2010. Although perused many times, this is the first time it will be read - cover to cover, page after page.
Friday, July 22, 2011
Accepting Ourselves
Accepting others is important. So is acceptance of ourselves, all of our selves, recognizing who we are and that we have limitations, shortcomings, hang-ups and a mountain of problems. But having these as part of us is all right. They are part of being human. They complete us in that role.
Labels:
acceptance,
life's rules,
limitations
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