FEBRUARY 10, 2020: “My Reasons” …

THIS is my reason “why”!

Her opinion of me is all that matters. Thank God I have this rising phoenix of a daughter to reinforce this truth when life and the careless people try to make me feel like anything less than who I am. My well-intended and much-needed family time tonight ended up going down in flames after some selfish and clueless former “friends” turned clients said these less than impeccable words to me:

You DO KNOW that when you chose to become a real estate agent that THIS is the life you signed up for, don’t you? You need to be working 24/7, nights and weekends. OUR best interest should come before your own.

(“Anthony & Diane Massa” … My Clients … My “Friends”)

Then, out of the blue, this text from the Mona Lisa showed up and changed everything. She’s right! Zack did used to say, “real estate shouldn’t make you cry”. After reading what she wrote, I actually “heard” him saying it.

I really am Wonder Woman! I am awesome at my job! I do work 24/7, weekdays AND nights, even more so now that I’m a widowed, single mom, and “the man of the house”. I knew exactly what I signed up for when I became a real estate agent, so, ZERO devaluation of me as a person or professional shall there be! It’s unacceptable, gross, and never will I allow someone to speak to me that way again!

With that, I will pick my face up off the ground and start fresh again in the morning. As I lay my head down tonight, though, I am mindful of this most important fact: Her opinion of me is all that really matters! Well, her opinion and mine, that is! Leave it to a child to fill my empty cup back up with water.

These former “friends” could take a good lesson in how to be impeccable with their Jean-Claude Van DAMN shitty “toy guns“. With that, I drop the words to yet another one of my favorite songs to my beautiful children, who are, indeed, “my reasons”:

I’m not a perfect person. There’s many things I wish I didn’t do. But I continue learning. I never meant to do those things to you. And so, I have to say before I go that I just want you to know I’ve found a reason for me to change who I used to be. A reason to start over new … and the reason is you! I’m sorry that I hurt you. It’s something I must live with everyday. And all the pain I put you through … I wish that I could take it all away and be the one who catches all your tears.
(“The Reason” by Hoobastank)