I have a lot of friends I don’t always agree with. Does it matter? No one is going to agree with you on everything. If they did, life would be boring. Friends are people who treat you with respect and kindness, who listen to your woes, and who love you anyway even when they think you are way out there. Someone doesn’t have to be like you to be your friend and you don’t have to be like them. Don’t let stuff you can’t fix or change kill a friendship. Don’t let political differences kill a friendship. It’s okay to disagree. There will be something else to take its place tomorrow. The older we get the harder it is to find a good friend. Cherish the ones you have. ’nuff said.
I was thinking tonight (and not even sitting on a bench right now) that it is easy to give up instead of fight. We all have private burdens: poor health, job loss, addiction, low self esteem, insecurity, family issues etc. And sometimes dark moments hit us, and we start feeling sorry for ourselves and we start to think that it is just easier to give up and accept things as they are. But it’s my opinion that fighting whatever ‘it’ is and trying to make things better somehow is the better choice, at least for me. I hope as we are coming up to another year that if you are suffering that you too will make it your new year’s resolution to choose to stand up and fight whatever it is that you are dealing with. I still continue to believe that “Kaizen” (small steps) can lead to big changes.
Life sends us all difficulties and challenges to face. It may take us a little while to work through them but we just have to pick ourselves up and keeping moving on. We can’t let one bad experience define who we are. Sometimes we just need to redefine ourselves and move in another direction. Some of you have known me a long time and know what I’m talking about. I’ve had my share as I know you have. Believe in yourselves. Believe that good things are coming. Enjoy your life and be present in the moment. Hope…and then move forward one step at a time.
I was sitting on a bench in front of my building today and started watching a worm struggling on the pavers. I had an odd thought about the life of worms and how a worm’s life is just as important to him as mine is to me. I decided to get that little worm off the pavers and into the dirt. Not sure it saved its life but maybe. There is something about sitting on benches. I should probably stay off them