True Confession #2
I lack social graces. I have never met a stranger. I can make conversation with a rock. What I cannot do, once I have reached a certain point in a friendship, is grow that friendship more without alot of love, grace and understanding on the part of the other person. I am real good up to certain point and then I feel awkward, am not sure what to do-how to act and most "friendships" die right there. Don't get me wrong, I have alot of friends, but they love me in spite of myself. They know I am not a super attentive person that will always remember their birthday and finish their sentences. I have trouble finishing my own sentences. They also must be tolerant of the fact that I am often late, spontaneous, procrastinaterous, and very forgetful. I talk to lots of people at length in a week-so the conversations get all jumbled up in my brain and I can't remember who I told what. I often say wonderfully encouraging things that I don't remember saying, but someone will say, "Hey, when you told me XYZ, it was really impactful. Thank you." I promptly reply with a hearty, "You are welcome." and try to remember saying it.
I used to be so different. In high school, my boyfriend/best friend, Jon was planning to be the president. He had a horrible memory and could not remember people's names to save his life. I could tell him their name, who they were related to, what car they drove and how he met them. You can see what a wonderful asset I would have been in the white house. However, he moved away to go to college and pursue a more "alternative" lifestyle. I got married and had three lovely children with my smokin' hot hubby and now have a permanent case of CRS. (Can't Remember *Stuff*)
They say your brain shrinks with each pregnancy. My memory loss and this "baby fat" all the consequences of bearing children. That's my story and I'm stickin' to it.