The happy mood I have been exuding has not been on account of my crush; it is on what he represents. He represents the change I have undergone; he represents my readiness to proceed. I had always thought I would forever be a broken, unfixable being that would never be able to allow or want to allow anyone inside. I never wanted to face the negative consequences. I didn't want to believe in people only to have my beliefs destroyed. I'm not afraid of that anymore. If I'm destined to end the way my mother did then so be it. I'll not shelter my feelings and heart anymore. I've had a heavy dose of epiphany and now I'm ready. I'm more confident in whom I am and what I can do. I am going to grab the bull by the horns so to speak and not let life pass me by.
Mr. Smiles, the symbol, has allowed me to realize this. The long buried emotion he has evoked is what I'm ecstatic about. It shows that I am mended; that I can be interested in someone real.
I wonder if there is something special about him that has educed this feeling or if I educed it for myself. I do know that I like his open and easy smile.
It's going to be a bumpier road but I'm ready for it. I just hope the world is ready for me.
Learn to love; it's the only true thing left in the world.
Happy New Year everyone.
Good luck.
Peace.
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Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Friday, December 5, 2008
Mr. Smiles
I had a friend that lived by the credo: "People enter your life for a reason, a season, or a lifetime."
I happen to believe this is true in many respects. However, I believe in my interpretation, not hers.
Her interpretation allowed her to live her life negatively. That life consisted of adultery, drugs and an all around recklessness towards herself and those unfortunate to be around her. This creed allowed her to live in denial, to believe that she wasn't selfish. Nothing she did could possibly be wrong because God, fate or the powers that be owed her. They would make up for the loss of her mother and the not so great childhood that was apart of her past.
People, to her, entered her life for a reason and a season; never a lifetime. She would not allow that to occur. She would make solid friendships with some only to destroy them years down the line. Then she would move and start all over again where people did not know her reputation, where they did not know her creed.
Her philosophy on life was a mutation, a deformity, a pestilence, a stain on the soul of an otherwise good person at heart.
I am proud that I believe people come into your life for a reason, a season AND a lifetime. I don't want seasonal aquaintances, I want long-lasting relationships. I want to grow older with people I love and respect. I want to remember life with them years down the line. I want to joke when we are older about the fun, crazy, stupid, emotional and outrageous memories we shared whether together or apart.
Life isn't about the reasons people come into our lives. It is about the reasons people stay in our lives. It's about the reasons there are seasons and lifetimes shared.
Almost everyone I've met has made a difference in whom I am today. Sometimes it was a negative difference but for the most part it has been a positive one. I love how random people can make me smile while having a brief chat, walking down the street or while helping them at work. The friendliness exuding from them is unequivocal. Eyes can say a lot but a smile, a genuine smile, speaks volumes. The eyes may be the window to our souls but a genuine smile is the unhinged latch. That unhinged latch allows for the possibility of something more. It allows for the contingency of hope.
Thank you Mr. Smiles for brightening my day.
I happen to believe this is true in many respects. However, I believe in my interpretation, not hers.
Her interpretation allowed her to live her life negatively. That life consisted of adultery, drugs and an all around recklessness towards herself and those unfortunate to be around her. This creed allowed her to live in denial, to believe that she wasn't selfish. Nothing she did could possibly be wrong because God, fate or the powers that be owed her. They would make up for the loss of her mother and the not so great childhood that was apart of her past.
People, to her, entered her life for a reason and a season; never a lifetime. She would not allow that to occur. She would make solid friendships with some only to destroy them years down the line. Then she would move and start all over again where people did not know her reputation, where they did not know her creed.
Her philosophy on life was a mutation, a deformity, a pestilence, a stain on the soul of an otherwise good person at heart.
I am proud that I believe people come into your life for a reason, a season AND a lifetime. I don't want seasonal aquaintances, I want long-lasting relationships. I want to grow older with people I love and respect. I want to remember life with them years down the line. I want to joke when we are older about the fun, crazy, stupid, emotional and outrageous memories we shared whether together or apart.
Life isn't about the reasons people come into our lives. It is about the reasons people stay in our lives. It's about the reasons there are seasons and lifetimes shared.
Almost everyone I've met has made a difference in whom I am today. Sometimes it was a negative difference but for the most part it has been a positive one. I love how random people can make me smile while having a brief chat, walking down the street or while helping them at work. The friendliness exuding from them is unequivocal. Eyes can say a lot but a smile, a genuine smile, speaks volumes. The eyes may be the window to our souls but a genuine smile is the unhinged latch. That unhinged latch allows for the possibility of something more. It allows for the contingency of hope.
Thank you Mr. Smiles for brightening my day.
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