The Post About Pretty - Part 2

I wrote yesterday about conflict and my distaste for it. Surprisingly, there is a confrontation of which I am fond. Well, fond may be too strong a word. It's a confrontation I know benefits me so it's not worthy of a jamie-empire-strikes-back.

My closest friends - accountability partners, if you will - are not afraid to confront me with my own drama. I can be bringing the verbal throw down and I will feel a light tap on my shoulder from one tiny redhead. Or I can be blogging a one-two punch and I will get a gentle reply from one petite cougar. They are not afraid to get in my face about the stuff that should have no place in me, around me, or about me. The beauty? I may get defensive for a nano-second, but I know they are working for my good, so I exhale. "Two are better than one, because they have a good return for their work: If one falls down, his friend can help him up. But pity the man who falls and has no one to help him up!" Ecclesiastes 4:9-10

You can't have this type of relationship with everyone. But you should have it with at least someone. And ideally, someone you don't smooch on.