I used to think that I had something generally awesome to offer the world.  I share tidbits of it on this blog and spread it around where I can, interjecting into a conversation etc.  What I have found time and time again and especially in person while with others, is that no one really cares.  No one cares what I have to say, no one holds much weight behind my opinions or even my own personal knowledge gathered from life experiences.

It started to hurt my feelings a bit and then I decided that I wouldn’t care either.  When I say not care I don’t mean to the extreme like I’m going to hate the world, or wish others harm or throw garbage out of my car windows as I drive down the road.  I just mean that I will continue to believe what I believe and pass that on to my kids but I will not care to waste my time and energy convincing people of reality.

Let them figure it out for themselves, if they come and ask me about it, I will share what I know on the topics but I have given up trying to save the world.  I came to this conclusion last nite while at the Great Clips in University Place.  I was there getting my two daughters a much needed haircut.  There was an older than me gentleman there who decided to strike up a converstaion with me.  We talked about kids, and sports and got around to the dicussion of my oldest daughter’s last year soccer team.

I had coached the team and now many of the players had moved on and we don’t have enough players to make a team of our own this year.  The girls that did return to our team are in jeapordy of being merged with another team in the league that doesn’t have enough players to make a team either.

Well, here’s what I said to the man, “My daughter doesn’t much care for the coach of the other team as she was on her team 2 years back and considered it a bad experience.”  “She’s undecided if she will play soccer again this year because of it.”  I went on to say, “I hope she decides to give it a go anyway but if she doesn’t do soccer this year, I will not be too worried about it, she will probably take up gymnastics or something else in the fall.”  “Besides, I will not miss being out in that weather, who likes standing out in the pouring down rain in November anyway?”  The man said that he didn’t mind being out in the poor weather while he watched his two boys play when they were younger, he said he didn’t “regret that a bit.”

There’s a perfect example of someone taking me the wrong way, I never said I regretted going to the games due to the weather, I just commented on how miserable it was.  I was not the only parent or coach that felt this way, I may have taken the man’s words wrong but I don’t think so.  I thought about trying to get him to see what I really had meant to say but I just figured I’d give up on that.  He probably wouldn’t see it my way any how, not many people seem to “get” me or where I am coming from for some strange reason.

So with that I leave the world to fend for itself, you didn’t want to listen to me or wanted to take me the wrong way or disbelieve what I was trying to open your eyes to, well good luck to you! And that is all I have to say about that!

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