lipstick on a pig
“Some superficial or cosmetic change to something so that it seems more attractive, appealing, or successful than it really is.”
I’m not the pig! I’m not the pig!
Seriously though…..I get bored when I have my chemo/immunotherapy treatments. I listen to music, I listen to podcasts, and yes, I take pics. We’ve already established my “oversharing” tendency on facebook so there’s that.
Last week I didn’t have to wear the mask in my cubicle (I’m vaccinated as was my nurse) and of course I had on lipstick. Funny thing….almost everybody commented that they loved the lipstick!
Whoo Hoo, right?
hmmmm….. why was it important for me to wear lipstick? Was I doing a Lancome commercial? No. I wanted those who saw the picture to believe I was doing well and feeling great. But on this particular day I was really, really fatigued…….. and my hip and leg were hurting like a big dog…. but the lipstick told a different story on facebook.
I’m fine, life’s fine.
Why is it that others’ opinions are so important to me? Am I programmed to care what others think about me? The answer is a big ole’ yes. It’s my nature. Or is it my flaw….
I’ll bet it’s yours too.
Bruce Tippit, our former pastor and a dear friend, preached a sermon once about friendship and how rare it was to have a friend or friends with which you could be open and brutally honest, and he was spot on…..as Bruce usually is.
I’m lucky to have many of these friends in my life.
Lucky and Blessed for sure.
Recently I had a heart to heart with one of these friends who lives far away but takes time to phone in and check to see how I’m doing. The last phone call included my confessing to feeling guilty when I’m having a dark day and others are struggling with issues and events much tougher than mine.
She laughed and told me I wasn’t running for “sainthood”…… and to get over myself. EXACTLY what I needed. Later in the week she sent a pic of Saint Susannah (this Baptist had never heard of her) and reiterated that the saint position was already taken.
I’m blessed to have her.
But the fact remains.
I need the lipstick.
I need to be positive. I have 2,500 facebook friends, family and acquaintances that I need to send a positive messages to! And honestly, the more I focus on the beautiful things the better I feel. I’ve always had a few “dark moments”, even before all this cancer nonsense, so I need the self help, ha…..
8 Finally, brethren, whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report; if there be any virtue, and if there be any praise, think on these things.
Philippians 4:8 King James Version
So. What do you think about this crazy social media world? Has it helped? All of those pictures of perfect people on perfect vacations with their beautiful families? Those gorgeous babies and flowers and accomplished children etc……..
Ha……YASSSSSS…. I’m guilty! I’m home all day (I’m retired and gimpy) so I post WAY too much. But dang it all, I love my family and those cute babies…… and my flowers and music….. c’mon, can’t do with them!
Highlight Reel much?
A few years ago a very wise administrator commented (while we were in a mental health session during inservice). He very simply stated that social media was a place students posted their HIGHLIGHT REEL…..when their lives probably contained more bloopers than highlights.
How’s that for wisdom?
When you’re 14 and all you see are those cute pics of perfect friends who have it all? Who have parents that love each other, who seem too perfect? When reality is so LESS than.
Oh friends, be so, so careful. Be transparent with your precious children. Discuss those highlight reels and don’t compare!
And adults…….Even if your impatiens are wilting and there’s a resident raccoon living in a tree behind your patio. Even if you feel like…well, even if you aren’t feeling well. Don’t fake it. People want your truth.
But I must confess, I’m going to keep my lipstick handy. I’ll still post when I’ve had an awesome dinner with good friends or my flowers seem especially beautiful or my grandchildren are doing something INCREDIBLE…haha… and you should too!
But let’s promise each other to be more cognisant of what’s real and realize when things look too perfect. I’ll bet they aren’t.
Even when it’s really, really hard…
Keep the lipstick.
One thought on “Lipstick and a Highlight Reel”
Love love love this!! I think the writing gene infected our entire family. You have the gift, my dad had the gift, my mom had a way with words, too!! And JoKay!! I Relate strongly to this post and love the ‘highlight reel’ reference. My many humbling stumbles have taught me that perseverance
Is the goal, NOT perfection. That mercy, grace, and kindness are more valuable that perfectly attired kids, or a crap-ton of money, or career attainments. The lipstick is important…because it’s a signal to self…I’m still here and I’m gonna look good, darn it!!!
PS I wear lipstick every day…whether I stay in or go out. 💋