Every "normal" entry I try to write feels too weird and introspective and reminds me of someone I do not want to be compared to. Heh! Since I don't have much to say that I can go into any real detail on, here's the short version.
A few quick points...
- I have recently discovered that some friendships aren't worth maintaining. I'm starting to see how it's a good thing that God took the relationship away. I am so over it. Sometimes, being acquaintances is better. (Even if it is a little awkward.)
- Taking things one day at a time is a good idea. Sometimes, though, I wish I could press the fast-forward button on life. But then, that would mean some of the greatest moments of life would never happen. The wait is a huge part of what makes them great, I think. That's hard to remember when you're still in the process of the wait.
- The words I speak matter so much. I can never know how they will affect someone, and once you say them, it's done--you can't ever take them back. I realized a few days ago that I am way too flippant with what I say. I can say something negative about someone and then realize that they're standing right behind me. Even if the particular person isn't around, I don't know who will hear what I say. I mean, have you ever realized how many random, unexpected connections there are between people? What if I say something bad about someone to someone else and it turns out those two are best friends who have known each other for years? Not only that, but words have major power. A mindless comment can change someone's life. Literally.
- You never, ever, ever know what other people are going through. Treat them well. Always.
- To go along with that, since when does someone being different than me give me the right to treat them with less respect? Just wondering, because I'm finding that it's the norm to talk about, degrade, and ignore those who are less "socially acceptable," and I'm not seeing how that's okay. I am such a jerk for allowing myself to be blinded to that fact and even participate. That stops here--people are people. We all deserve to be loved and respected. I want to be accepted for who I am, quirks and all (because I definitely have my share). I think I owe the rest of the world that courtesy, too.
P.S. Spring break has been good, but I wouldn't object to seeing my friends. :) However, I haven't been quite so anxious to get back as usual. I think that's a good thing.