I owe you an apology.
I may have had surgery last week.
K. I did have surgery last week. It was minor though. But surgery nonetheless.
A few weeks ago I landed in the ER in excruciating pain. Like, labor pain on steroids, excruciating.
Culprit: Gall Bladder.
I am now down, yet another, organ.
Why am I apologizing? Well, my son, Kota, asked me if I had said anything about it on line. I told him, no. He asked my why so I told him the truth…I didn’t want to make a deal of it.
Mom, in some way you could have inspired someone. What if someone wanted to pray for you.
Heart = Crushed + Convicted = This post.
I heard my very own voice in my head having similar discussions with others who’ve kept things to themselves…
You took an opportunity for me to serve you away. I could have been praying.
I would say the same to any of you if I found out you withheld something like that. Even as minor as my withholding was.
And my real reasoning for withholding…The honest, icky, truth: Pride.
Me not wanting to make a big deal of it was ultimately me placing everything back on me.
Self. Selfishness. Pride.
You see the pattern?
So, I’m just calling myself out here, y’all.
And I’m sorry.
The surgery went well. I am healing and feeling much better. I received great care. And I’m almost back to normal. Well, hopefully a better normal
Now…I’m gonna open up this space for free discussion. But I will prompt it with a question.
Why do you think people want to “go it alone”? Or are they really wanting to? In fact, you can psyche me and this situation if you want. Just be nice. Or I’ll block ya.