My Mom was delightfully, wickedly, intelligent but born in the wrong era for the outspoken woman she was. She loved us, but children and family really weren’t her thing. You had to believe she meant well when she said some of the things she did. That wasn’t easy sometimes. Check this out.
I was born on the 13th of the month. Forever Mom told me I’d been born on Friday the 13th saying, “That explains a lot about you.” I took that to mean I was bad luck. I never questioned it. Being born on Friday the 13th colored and influenced my life.
Many years later I mentioned to Ken that I was born on Friday the 13th. He looked it up. Turns out I was born on a Monday. What?! Years of thinking I was bad luck, that being born on a bad luck day explained me and defined me were gone in a flash. I had an identity crisis!
I can’t figure out if Mom told me I was bad luck in exasperation one day, if she was sharpening that wicked humor bone or just waiting to see how long it would take me before I figured it out. She had done all of these things with me before.
When she was 91, I talked to her about the whole Friday-the-13th explaining-a-lot about me thing. We both had a good laugh and she didn’t remember telling me any of this but she thought it was hilarious.
So I’m going with being born on Friday the 13th and to hell with the actual day. The more I consider it, Mom was right: it is hilarious.
So tell me, did you have your life influenced by something someone told you that was 100% inaccurate? You know, like when your Uncle Ted told you that you drove a case of beer to the deer hunters in your dad’s pickup truck when you were 6 years old and you jumped a stream and they started calling you Evil Knievel? But really there was no truck and they just started calling you that because you were a wild little kid.
Psssst: Why do we always assume that we know exactly what someone means when they say something that makes us feel bad about ourselves? Why don’t we question these things right then and there and call them out? I’m all about connections and conversations and that’s what I do in my one-on-one coaching. Interested? Give me a shout or leave a comment and there’s even this button you can use. Contact Me I’d love to work with you.
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