I’ve decided to play this one straight, despite the un-inspirational nature of the topic.

In all honesty, I can’t remember ever being told “I’m proud of you”. Oh, it probably happened, at some major life event or other, likely Graduation. But unless you’re seeking external affirmation, that’s not a Memorable Event. So the answer is…??? Durp? I dunno.

Proud…hmm, there is a possible approach to the question, though.

1. “feeling deep pleasure or satisfaction as a result of one’s own achievements, qualities, or possessions or those of someone with whom one is closely associated.

2. “having or showing a high or excessively high opinion of oneself or one’s importance.

So this is the impossibly thin line we’re walking. The razor’s edge between pride and hubris, right?

Every teen girl gets to walk a similar line…is she dressed attractively, or like a tramp? It’s all in the eye of the beholder, right? What does Mrs. Grundy think? Should we even care what Mrs. Grundy thinks?

There’s millions of Mrs. Grundys out there, and they’d all love to direct the traffic of your esteem, either up or down. And is esteem even valuable? Modern education seems to think so.

I’ve pretty much released Mrs. Grundy from any power over my life. I don’t need her approval, or her affirmation. I kinda wish she’d go away.

So we muddle on the next day, same as we always have.

But just in case: Hey Brad! We’re proud of you! You turned out ok, despite (at least one) horrible parent.

Anyway, that’s all the incoherence I have for you this morning.

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When was the last time someone told you they were proud of you?

Told ya the daily prompt was a Dud.