A person dies. All of his life ahead of him. I'm sure he planned to buy a new car or marry someone pretty or have 10 kids. Maybe he wanted to help people in misery and do something for the greater good. Maybe he wanted little things like hot coffee on a cold evening or warm food on the table. Maybe all he wanted was comfort in life. But he dies before any of that happened. That's how unpredictable life is. Everyone's going to die sooner or later but we take it for granted that we have at least 40 more years ahead of us. We have at least the stage where we get to see our grandchildren. Or we get so many wrinkles that the dimples once admired are hardly recognisable.
My mom comes home and complains about how her day was bad. How her bones ache because of the patients she had to check in the hospital. I complain about how the money I spent on highlights is a waste since my hair looks horrible. Another person has the cheek to call up and criticise photos of family members posted on Facebook. One person I knows comes home and is too greedy to finish all the Danish pastries in his kitchen. One girl gets sad for no reason.
The difference between the one dead and the ones alive ?.. We really must be unfortunate enough to complain about the fact that we still have life. We have dreams. We have blood and oxygen. We have a life to complain about. We won't look at how lucky we are or our loved ones or friends are. We will just mope and bitch about everyone and everything. We are critics for lack of something , anything better to do.
If we can't cherish what we have we will never be able to give. Not to ourselves or our families or to the world. We can't afford a smile because its too expensive for our ego. Maybe we should start earning for what we really need to buy.
Cheerio :)
Chains.
You think you know people. Obviously not. But funnily enough it's the tiny things we don't see in them for a decade or so and all of a sudden you realise shit how the hell did I miss something that obvious. And all of a sudden it's a perfect flashback moment like those old movies and your hit with the realisation of how much you hate that trait in anyone let alone in the people that you consider your closest.
I actually thought hard and long on how I should tackle the situation but annoyingly so -just like diets that suit not just anyone - their is no wrong or right answer here either . I found myself helpless if I must say so myself. Self pity and a trip to sulky land didn't help either . In the end I realised the problem is really the problem. My lack of being strong enough to put my foot down is.
Yeah sure we should accept people for what they are with the good the bad and in this case the really ugly personality traits. But being honest with myself would I like me with those ? Or even simpler would my loved ones like me if I had a habit they didn't like ? Sadly I know the answer to that. But on the bright side it gives me relief too , because I may not be able to change or discourage that trait into submission but I can certainly built a diversion around it. That's the meaning of relationships in the end isn't it. Not all sunshine and blue water. Just a million ways to avoid the conflict you have with those weird or bad or materialistic habits and the conflicts you have within.
You gotta suck it up and focus on the positive. It's hard when your having a crappy day but if we manage one day I think that's enough to get you through at least a month if your a confused pessimist-optimist like me :p
Cheerio :)
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