I have struggled with a balance between pride and false humility for years. But recently, I had a wake-up call that opened my eyes to embracing my inner ridiculousness, and becoming a person of true humility.
It's called: my family. There is no way to be the oldest of five kids and still have dignity. To show you exactly what I mean:
My family name has a meaning that my dad denies (he hasn't yet embraced his inner ridiculousness). He claims it means "spherical" (my mom says, "corpulent"). My dad says it means, 'wealth'.
It doesn't. I researched it. And that's NOT what it means.
It means, 'gibbon'.
A gibbon is a monkey.
My full name means "pure light monkeys".
Truth is truly stranger than fiction.
My family settled on a compromise.
We are now the Rich Round Monkeys.
Catey the Rich Round Monkey Woman