Musing; Hello, nice to meet you
Human beings were created social. That’s just the way it is. We need each other for encouragement, to relax, go on adventures, love, be loved, share experiences, the list goes on and doesn’t end. We all like a word of affirmation, compliment, praise . . . That’s the way we are wired. The world is our canvas, we create what we desire on it, God gave us that power.
However, this picture does not always sit right. It bends sideways sometimes, drops to the floor other times and the frame gets damaged in some cases, having to get changed. Those you trust to have your back walk away without a back glance, some look you in the face, stab you and twist the blade. I cannot exhaust the list of the possible wrong things that can be done to you. Your heart bleeds, you feel you cannot go on, you wish the day never breaks, you want everything to just end. I’ve been there, so I can say to you today, I know how it feels.
What you do at such a time determines the outcome of that situation. So, a loved one has walked out of your joint business, taking your money and his. Your skin-close friend made away with your spouse. Your blood sister swindled you to the tune of millions. Your sweetheart rejected your love. You’ve submitted your CV for practically all adverts you see, that you’ve lost count. You recently lost your very lucrative job. That close relative just died and a part of you seemed to die with them. All your savings went into establishing your business and right before your eyes, it all dissolved into the air. “Hello, nice to meet you” is what I’ll say to you if you were standing in front of me right now. Painful as those situations are, they do not define you, neither do they invalidate you. The hurt you feel right now is just proof that you are human, you have blood flowing through your veins, you have the chance to try again, go again, rise again. You might have failed before, you are not a failure.
Yes, think over what happened. Yes, purge yourself of the hurt, the pain, the disappointment. Yes, get angry. Yes, let the tears flow, they are therapeutic anyway. And yes, pick yourself up again. If you cannot continue from where you fell, start over. Rewrite your story, recast your script. Look failure in the eye and laugh heartily, laugh from deep within your belly. Part your blinds in the morning and let in the sunshine, usher in a new day. Draw them at night so you can smile with the sun in the morning. Write your own song, sing it with abandon, smell the flowers, ponder on the colors of nature. Live again. Walk with your Creator, let Him lead the way, because He made the way and He knows it, more than you could ever navigate it on your own.
And when you sit in your penthouse corner office, the sour memories of the past all faded into ashes, your smile lighting up the building, I’ll be glad to meet you and get the introduction done over again. Then, your life, my life, will be a marvel.
However, this picture does not always sit right. It bends sideways sometimes, drops to the floor other times and the frame gets damaged in some cases, having to get changed. Those you trust to have your back walk away without a back glance, some look you in the face, stab you and twist the blade. I cannot exhaust the list of the possible wrong things that can be done to you. Your heart bleeds, you feel you cannot go on, you wish the day never breaks, you want everything to just end. I’ve been there, so I can say to you today, I know how it feels.
What you do at such a time determines the outcome of that situation. So, a loved one has walked out of your joint business, taking your money and his. Your skin-close friend made away with your spouse. Your blood sister swindled you to the tune of millions. Your sweetheart rejected your love. You’ve submitted your CV for practically all adverts you see, that you’ve lost count. You recently lost your very lucrative job. That close relative just died and a part of you seemed to die with them. All your savings went into establishing your business and right before your eyes, it all dissolved into the air. “Hello, nice to meet you” is what I’ll say to you if you were standing in front of me right now. Painful as those situations are, they do not define you, neither do they invalidate you. The hurt you feel right now is just proof that you are human, you have blood flowing through your veins, you have the chance to try again, go again, rise again. You might have failed before, you are not a failure.
Yes, think over what happened. Yes, purge yourself of the hurt, the pain, the disappointment. Yes, get angry. Yes, let the tears flow, they are therapeutic anyway. And yes, pick yourself up again. If you cannot continue from where you fell, start over. Rewrite your story, recast your script. Look failure in the eye and laugh heartily, laugh from deep within your belly. Part your blinds in the morning and let in the sunshine, usher in a new day. Draw them at night so you can smile with the sun in the morning. Write your own song, sing it with abandon, smell the flowers, ponder on the colors of nature. Live again. Walk with your Creator, let Him lead the way, because He made the way and He knows it, more than you could ever navigate it on your own.
And when you sit in your penthouse corner office, the sour memories of the past all faded into ashes, your smile lighting up the building, I’ll be glad to meet you and get the introduction done over again. Then, your life, my life, will be a marvel.
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