I've have numerous people lift an eyebrow when they learn of how our family operates. They get a disgusted look on their face when they hear we drive an old Ford pick-up, or live with family and survive on one income.
They can't understand how I don't send my daughter to daycare or how I don't buy her the latest and greatest toys. They question every choice we make, including the sanity of myself and my husband.
It angers me, especially since they could be doing so much more with their time then worrying about my perfectly fine family. They waste their time talking behind our backs, making snide comments and covering us their bitterness by showing off their latest gadgets, new cars and pageant-perfect children.
And while I could careless about these people, sometimes their comments make their way to me and anger me to no ends.
Ever since I had my daughter, I've grown up and grown past this immature action. I've matured and my way of thinking is that everyone has their own life, does their own thing and I'm in no position to judge their choices in life. In simpler words: I let people be.
I accept everyone for who they are and don't judge.
Why is it so hard for other people to share this opinion? Why is it so important to be interested in my business? Who gives a flying 'ef if I let my child run around barefoot? Who cares if I drive a huge, gas-guzzling truck? Who cares if I'd rather stay home and make homemade clay with my child?
I just want people to look at me and say, hey she's got her own thing going on and I'm happy for her.
Is that seriously so much to ask?
We are [Happy]Family
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