Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Day 405 ~ Do You Have Life's Tools?


All I can say is ... WHAT A DAY!!

Funny how life happens... you can have your day planned.. you can even have your week planned... but then right when you think things are flowing... Life happens.

All it takes is for one phone call or a text and WHAM-O!  TA DAAA!!  

Hello... this is life... and just in case you thought everything was fine... well ... here I am!

Can you guess this is what happened to me?  Yup.  It did.  The last couple of days.

All that needs to happen is for me to get is a phone call, text, a cry for help... and I drop everything for my loved one.

Doesn't matter if you are a friend or blood relation... I will move heaven and earth to help you.

My heart literally aches, at knowing that one of my loved ones is in trouble.  I always have to refrain myself from giving advice and focus on the situation at hand.  However no matter what... my goal is to help my loved one out,  get them out of harm's way and into happy bliss.

NOW... to those people that love to harm others.. who actually go out of their way to hurt people... who feel that they need to act on their thoughts or frustrations... who behave like complete idiots...  well... WHAT THE H3LL is wrong with you?

I know that misery loves company... but this is ridiculous!!

I just don't get it.  Why do people hurt other people... people who they claimed to have loved (for crying out loud... you actually told these people YOU loved them!)... people who you broke bread with... people who were supposedly such good friends that you considered them your family... Why?

It is said that there is a fine line between love and hate.  Really?  It is also said that it has to do with intensity, emotion and passion... no different that there being a fine line between pleasure and pain.

I don't know.  Maybe it's all part of human nature?

I am not saying that I am a perfect specimen of a human being... YEAH RIGHT!  LOL!  After all Lord knows that I too have loved someone so much that when there has been a disagreement, fight or falling out... well... I too have thought or rather have felt that anger.  BUT... I have never acted on it.. at least not on purpose.  

I'll be the first to admit that I have said ugly things (derived from you hurt me, now I am going to hurt you...) but after the dust settled... I have felt horrible about what was said.

All I would like to say is that if you have loved someone at one point in your life and they have disappointed or hurt you... it is not necessary to HURT them back.  Just let it go.  If they insist on being ugly... well that's on them... don't lower yourself to their level of non-intelligence.  Let it go.

OH I KNOW... it is easier said than done.  

However... do remember this... we all have been born, raised and have experienced different things in our lives... even within your own family.  

Not only that, but we all have different types of family support... some are caring... and some that could care less... some are encouraging and supportive... others, abusive, demeaning and full of hatred...

{and} When we co-mingle, date or even get married... we are joining our pasts and upbringing together.  It can be healthy... and then... well... we ... should have ... ran the other way!  ;)

Those of you who have been raised in a loving environment,... understand that you have been given better tools than those of us (yes I am included in this bunch) that were raised in the opposing environment.  

With that said... fortunately or unfortunately... depending on how you look at it...  those of you that were blessed with the proper tools have to decide on whether or not you will extend those tools, or rather,  the "love" to those who need it... or regress into the dark side.

Personally... I have been blessed with a husband that was blessed to have been raised in a loving environment.  {and} I feel sooo blessed that my husband loves me enough to share his tools with me.  [He is patient with me and walks away when I have had {for lack of a better description} a temper tantrum.]

I feel so blessed that my husband understands where I came from... he is patient and understanding... he also knows that I want what he wants... a healthy upbringing for our daughter- the most important person in our lives together.

One day Calley will join with her loved one and create a family of her own... We need to do our best so that one day she will be her best.

I am second.

[here's to you finding your... ]

Peace...


... for a, l & c.  You are my sunshine(s).  

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5 comments:

ReviewsSheROTE Pamela R said...

nice post---sometimes even though we have the tools...we grab the toolbox and smash someone over the head with it rather then open it up and use the right tool for the situation.

God Bless

Karen Dawkins said...

It's been one of those weeks here too. Friends with problems. Some big, some HUGE! My heart breaks. Ultimately, though, I have learned that a prayer, a hug and a willing ear to listen are the best gifts one can give. Praying your friends -- and you -- are blessed today. As our pastor says, "WE know how the story ends. We win! Thank you, Jesus."

Anne @ Green Eggs and Moms said...

I bet it would be so great to be your friend :D Can I call you as well when I'm in trouble? Although I'm way over here in the Philippines. Kidding aside though, the best feeling is being able to help someone in need.

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Keesha said...

What a great reminder, and a great metaphor. We choose what tools we use with others. It sometimes seems like we have no choice but we do. It's in that deep breath or counting to ten that we can decide to pick up a cloth or a sledgehammer. And it becomes all the more important when kids are involved, as spectators or objects of our feelings. Thank you! Great post.