R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Occasionally I will post something that strays from the topic of Fredericksburg or real estate. This is one of those times. I’ve been pondering this for about a week now; well longer than a week. What is Respect? Who deserves Respect? Who do you Respect? Why would you want someone to Respect you? They all seem like pretty simple questions, but I think it gets muddled more times than not.
Respect is defined as the condition of being esteemed or honored; esteem for or a sense of the worth or excellence of a person, a personal quality or ability, or something considered as a manifestation of a personal quality or ability; and to hold in esteem or honor.
So, based off these definitions, who deserves Respect? It seems that people who deserve Respect would be people that have an admirable disposition, or have an accomplishment that you consider outstanding, someone who possesses a skill that you wish you were better at or wish you possessed, or even someone that you look up to as a role model. What is amazing to me is that at no time does the definition of Respect say that you have to automatically Respect someone because they are older than you. And, this is probably a good thing. I can think of plenty of people who are older than me that I have no respect for. There are also plenty of people who are younger than me that I have a great deal of Respect for. I don’t think Respect was ever meant to be pigeon-holed.
Recently I was chastised for not showing an elder enough respect. The reason offered to me to show this person more respect was that they are older than me. They’ve been in their job longer than me. Other people respect them. But is this enough to earn Respect? Am I being asked to Respect them or admire them in a position of authority? I think there is a difference. When someone asks for respect are they really asking to be marveled at and shown some pomp and circumstance? Would you rather earn Respect through your actions and deeds and reputation? Or, do you want to be given insincere appreciation for the mere fact that you were born before someone else?
None of this is to say that I do not Respect my elders; I most certainly do. I have a great Respect for my grandparents, who lived during some amazing points in history, are self-made, and are the leaders of my family. I have a great Respect for many people who happen to be older than me. But, I do not Respect them for being older than me. I Respect them because they are good people, they are teachers in their own right, and they make me a better person. I also Respect many people who are younger than me. I Respect them for their accomplishments, for not being held back by their fears and uncertainty, and for their willingness to share. But to be honest, the older people and the younger people that I Respect have only one difference, their age. So, this is a variable I throw out when determining who I Respect.
I guess what this all boils down to is that I don’t hand out Respect like it’s candy. If someone’s actions and deeds contradict the values that I hold as Respectable, then they don’t make the cut. I’m not going to cheapen my value system so that someone else can have an ego boost. And, at the end of the day, the person I have to Respect the most is myself.








Today I mourn the loss of my 20′s and celebrate the birth of my 30′s. I’ve never been afraid of growing older; I’m just not a huge fan of growing up. I don’t want to live in a world where I can’t have a moonbounce at my birthday party, or one where I can’t dance crazy-like at a wedding, or eat cereal for dinner. I don’t want to miss or forget the joys of being a kid, like the feeling of the first day of summer, or the excitement of wearing your first pair of heels. 










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