Well, here we are. It is interesting that after twenty-six years on this revolving sphere, I have come to some tough realizations on this day, today of all days. Perhaps, some of them had already been known and stored, but waiting, for the right time to present themselves again. I do think it's kind of funny the things that we forget that we knew in the first place. Time helps to erase our memory until we get reminded all over again. Sometimes, that realization is very painful. Actually, most times it is painful, but yet we press on and we pile the moments until we forget we knew that. So, we have to be reminded all over again. Time and time again.
Twenty-six years young and there has already always seemed to be an ache in this chest for the ways that this world seems to operate; twenty six years and a persistent ache for the hurt & the heartache of those that surround me.
One thing I do know is that our perceptions of things are not always accurate. Sometimes, we get so caught up in the things that we think people are doing or saying about us, that we forget that they actually care(d) about us. Communication is flawed. There is so much we do not say. It isn't always as it seems; our realities are subjective. And sometimes, we get so caught up in our perceptions that we lose sight of the moments that brought us to the present.
I am appreciative of a great many details of my own life. I am glad for my analytic nature, my ability to reason, my independence, and my sense of self. I am also, above all else, hopeful that I have done my best to treat everyone that I know & meet with a kindness that they do not always deserve. I don't know where my own perceptions have steered me wrong in the past, but I know that I have tried my best to be realistic and I also know when it's time to cut my losses and move forward without the baggage which potentially holds me down.
I do know that when all is said and done, I will not have to wrestle with my conscience over the ways in which I tried to treat the ones that I loved or did not love. That's all I've got and if that's all I've got, that is okay with me.
Twenty-six years young and there has already always seemed to be an ache in this chest for the ways that this world seems to operate; twenty six years and a persistent ache for the hurt & the heartache of those that surround me.
One thing I do know is that our perceptions of things are not always accurate. Sometimes, we get so caught up in the things that we think people are doing or saying about us, that we forget that they actually care(d) about us. Communication is flawed. There is so much we do not say. It isn't always as it seems; our realities are subjective. And sometimes, we get so caught up in our perceptions that we lose sight of the moments that brought us to the present.
I am appreciative of a great many details of my own life. I am glad for my analytic nature, my ability to reason, my independence, and my sense of self. I am also, above all else, hopeful that I have done my best to treat everyone that I know & meet with a kindness that they do not always deserve. I don't know where my own perceptions have steered me wrong in the past, but I know that I have tried my best to be realistic and I also know when it's time to cut my losses and move forward without the baggage which potentially holds me down.
I do know that when all is said and done, I will not have to wrestle with my conscience over the ways in which I tried to treat the ones that I loved or did not love. That's all I've got and if that's all I've got, that is okay with me.
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