I wanted a perfect life. Now I've learned, the hard way, that it doesn’t exist. Nothing ever goes according to plan I guess some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle, or an end.
Life is about not knowing,having to change, rising to the occasion, grasping the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next. In other words, total ambiguity.
But still there are some things that we just know, like how do you define space? How do you define color? How do you define love? You can’t...you just know it...
Our world in no more permanent than a wave rising on the ocean, whatever our struggles and triumphs, they all pass with time and the only thing that remains are the memories and the people who have contributed to those experiences. When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives means the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving any advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain by just being there. The friend who can be silent in our moment of despair, who can stay with us in an hour of grief, who can hold us in a big comforting hug and let us cry till we are feeling better, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who really cares and understands.
Just being there for someone you care about, seems simple, somehow it isn’t that simple. I’ve often found that when people are confronted with someone in despair or anguish they either resort to trying to cheer the person up with some stupid jokes or trying to change the topic. And some really insensitive people just leave. Why do people have a problem with facing reality?
Yes, sometimes there are no solutions, quick fixes or cures, but does changing the topic change that? Does making some inane joke make it better? Does laughing nervously help anyone at all? Why is it so hard for us to accept that we might not have solutions to everything? Why can’t we accept that life isn’t all that is cracked up to be? Why can’t we be more accepting and learn to listen and comfort instead of trying to make an already bad situation worse? Why do people struggle with not knowing what to say? Is it really that hard???!!
Some things I will never understand…
2 comments:
There is this drastic change of subject as you go through t he blog. It all started with ambiguity about life and ended with the compalint about a friend who instead of just plain listening gives you "stupid" jokes...
Well random thots... actually i started off with how there r some things that we know... n some that we don't... n i find it very strange that ppl say that they don't know what to say or do when their friends r upset..i always thot that was part of stuff that we knew abt..
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