Through Louisiana and Up Past Canada

That’s what a friend of mine just said about my verbal deliveries. He said that I gather momentum and power and – POW!! SUCKER PUNCH THAT INFORMATION! As he said this he demonstrated with his arm … dropped it to the ground and did a mock roundhouse sucker punch to my right temple.

“Am I really that direct?”

HMPH!! Shit, Jennifer!!”

Apparently I need to work on my delivery technique. Apparently I could stand to be a wee bit more delicate. I come with a take it or leave it attitude. I come with a “LOOK. Here is the fact as I see it. (Insert my verbal sucker punch) And my reaction to your reaction is, “Ooooo. You don’t like that? And this is my problem becauussseee…?” (This is rhetorical.)

I don’t know how I got to be so blunt. So – glaring – because it’s not like I don’t care. I wouldn’t say anything at all if I didn’t care. I suppose my directness comes partly from the fact that LIFE isn’t exactly gentle – or it hasn’t been with me anyway. That makes sense. But I do recognize a plethora of tender moments are experienced – regularly -throughout the world. A mother with her baby is the first thing that comes to mind – and not just a human mother. Another example is a loving couple. Or when folks show others compassion and empathy (when it’s appropriate). These moments are extremely touching.

I remember my grandmother used to tell me all the time that I was honest to a fault. I didn’t even think that was possible, but I’m quite certain that she and this friend of mine are talking about the same thing.

I’ll work on my delivery. I’m not making any promises, but I’ll look at IT and I’m aware of it. THANKS!

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