Saturday, April 3, 2010

Princess

I thought I would explain the title Princess. A few weeks ago a couple of the women on the Board of Directors where I work started calling me Princess. For some this would be just another nickname and they would have fun with it. But as I thought about it I became afraid that maybe I was acting like a "Princess", arrogant, bossy, superior etc, so I had to ask. They said no, we think you are special and just thought the word Princess fit. So now I can have fun with it and was delighted to receive the crown as a gift on my special day and I wore it all day!

I felt bad that I had to question the motives behind the nick name but it goes back to my Mother who never wanted us to feel like we were something special and act out because of it. I knew my parents loved me, if I was good, but I was never called Princess or any other nick name. My name was my 'label' and I didn't need any other label. Actually many nick names are more hurtful than up building. Four-eyes, Olive Oyl (I was real skinny), scarty kat, even when people are smart or girls are pretty the compliments can be delivered in such a way that they hurt instead of uplift.

How nice it would be not to question motives or meanings behind what others say but to assume it was delivered in the spirit of love and ultimately a gift from our heavenly Father.

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