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#BehindTheBlogger You Don't Know Me...

#BehindTheBlogger You Don't Know Me

It has been a while since I participated in the Behind The Blogger Series, and I apologize for my hiatus! I am expecting a little one, in November, and the first trimester was not kind to me. I am excited to jump back into this series, and catch up with all of you.

That being said...here we go!

This particular prompt, is kind of important, because it is so relevant in not only my life, but my husbands life, and my children's lives...I know that might seem strange, but let me explain.

As much as I share about myself, there is still so much that can't be told, or explained...not only do you not know me, but at times, I don't even know myself! I can't tell you how many times people have said things to me like "I know you better than you know yourself"...really? No, YOU DON'T KNOW ME!

You assume things about me, you know OF me, but you don't know me. You don't know my fears, or my failures. You don't know what makes my heart hurt, and what can break down the walls that can at times start to rebuild around my happiness. You don't know how often I pray to a God, that I am not even sure exists, just so that I have just a little extra good JuJu in my life. No, you don't know me at all.

That brings me to my husband...there is not a single person on this planet, aside from me, that knows who he really is. Even his family, assume they know him...and sadly, what they assume to know, just fits into the stereotype that some of the most racist and prejudicial people on the planet, think of people of his race. How is that even possible? How can family think so poorly of you, simply because they can't get over on you? No, they don't know him.

Now for my kids...oh my kids, my babies, my reason for waking up in the morning, the cause of some heartache, and some great joy. People assume to know so much about my babies...jumping to conclusions, due to one circumstance or the other. They take little facts, and try to turn them into identities...My son has Autism, so he must be XYZ. My daughter nursed into toddler hood, so she must be clingy, and demanding.

No, no to all of it, no to this entire post, full of peoples assumptions. You don't know me, you don't know any of us...You never will. There is so much more I could write, but I am afraid I would never stop, so I will leave you with this...NEVER assume that you know someone, but in the grand scheme of things, what they show you, is just the tip of the iceberg.

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