It had long since come to my attention that people of accomplishment rarely sat back and let things happen to them. They went out and happened to things.
One of the highlights of my week is an early morning meeting I often have with a thoughtful and somewhat philosophical friend. The other morning we talked about the realities of disappointment and our ability to work our way out of the distress that comes from what appears to be abandonment by someone else.
Many of us truly relish the lives we live and the folks who help make them as good as they are. In many cases our days are filled with the moments we share and we become hooked on the pleasure that comes from having a strong relationship. But far too often relationships end, sometimes due to misunderstanding, other times because one or the other feels that the relationship has run its course, but no matter the reason the pain is real.
The tough part is dealing with it and then moving on. The thing my friend suggested was that such a loss is not easy to understand, is the pain due to the feeling of rejection or is it due to the vacuum left in our life. Whatever the case the solution is not lingering in despair or remorse but in venturing in to new territories. The worse thing we may do is to look for a clone of the person we lost, thinking that only someone like that can bring happiness, when more often than not it was the companionship that was more important than the previous friends attributes.
Neither is it realistic to think one can find another just waiting to fill their day with what we want. What is realistic is the willingness to make a stranger an acquaintance and possibly even a friend. It is the willingness to see and experience new things.
If we trust ourselves, if we are open and friendly it is amazing the things we will find as we walk a new path, things I know we will never find if we spend our time mourning the changes in our lives. If you are comfortable hiding from the world living with disappointment, burn your mental hideout down and find a new place for your thoughts.
Laurah Lynn wrote:
As the light shines through my window I awaken.
I am reminded once more that today is another day stolen from borrowed time.
Today I will live and live to will. I will be thankful for all I love and all I have.
Every breath taken in shall be full as I take in the world around me.
I will push away the pain, hide my tears and sorrow and drown out all that threatens my very being.
Today I will climb that rock and sit on top staring and soaking in the beauty of nature, of life.
I will let the wind whisper in my ears and flow through me filling my every sense, breathing life once more into my soul.
Just for today I shall truly live, making the best of everything, because I know as the sun sets and sleeps, so shall I.
I will be there once more to watch the last ray of the sun disappear, knowing that one day it may never awaken me.
Just for today I will live.
It is never too late to be what you might have been.
The waiter at a Jewish Deli serves his customer a whitefish. As he’s walking away he overhears his customer talking to the fish. Soon the customer is deep in conversation with his lunch. “So what’s the deal here,” says the waiter. “You plan on eating it or taking it home and marrying it?
“We’re just schmoozing,” says the customer. “Turns out the fish is from Great Neck Bay. I used to live there. So I was asking him how things are back in Great Neck.
“Sure, so what did he say?” asked the waiter.
“He said, ‘How should I know? I ain’t been there in years!
I gave my son a hint. On his room door I put a sign: “CHECKOUT TIME IS 18.”
It’s not my place to run the train
The whistle I cannot blow
It’s not my place to say how far
The train is allowed to go
It’s not my place to shoot off steam
Nor even clang the bell
But let the damn thing
Jump the track
And see who catches hell!!!
Behind every successful man is a surprised woman.
Strategies For Making People Fall In Love With You:
- “Tell them that you own a whole bunch of candy stores.” — Del, age 6
- “Shake your hips and hope for the best.” — Camille, age 9
- “Yell out that you love them at the top of your lungs…and don’t worry if their parents are right there.” — Manuel, age 8
- “Don’t do things like have smelly, green sneakers. You might get attention, but attention ain’t the same thing as love.” — Alonzo, age 9
- “One way is to take the girl out to eat. Make sure it’s something she likes to eat. French fries usually works for me.” — Bart, age 9
Husband: Now that we are married, perhaps I can point out a few of your defects. Wife: Don’t bother, dear, I know all about them. It’s those defects that kept me from getting a better man than you.
“My wife is very hard to please.”
“But she wasn’t always that way.”
“How do you know?”
“Why, she married you, didn’t she?”
The severity of the itch is proportional to the reach.
The boyfriend said, “We’re going to have a GREAT time Saturday. I’ve gotten three tickets for the big game.” “Why do we need three ?” asked the girl. “They’re for your Father, Mother, and kid sister.” he replied.
Today I will close the door to the past and open the new door to the future with my head held high to a new chapter in my life!
Stay well, do good work, and have fun.
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