Whew! Never before have I been so grateful and so anticipating of the word "new". (And everything it entails.) Before you continue on, know that you, dear reader had to make a choice to read this blog. I declare publicly that I have not hog-tied or drugged you to coerce you into reading these very words. So! Now that has been established and we can continue on with my ramblings.
People can get so old. Their games, their drama, their attitude. Certain ones will try to pull you into their go-round until you are ready to tear out your hair (note the non-use of names). I like to keep things general and friendly ;) I have numerous stalkers that I'm oh-so hasty to be rid of (more than one, sadly. People who can't take a hint, really.) And there comes a point where you have to be the adult in the situation. The mud-slinging, the name-calling is never fun, although it seems some find entertainment in such things. To each his own, I suppose.
I think it's safer for some of them, that I'm putting miles between us. What I find funny is they have no idea. I guess that is entertaining in and of itself. People talk all they want and yet in the end, all they're doing is making noise. Sad for them that it doesn't bother me anymore. I try to so hard to find even an ounce of anger...but I'm so tired of the game that all I can do is chuckle. Ahhh, humans are truly funny creatures.
I'm so in love with my life and how everything is going to be that I couldn't care less than I do now. This entire weekend has been about letting go. Of people, arguments, bitterness. I'm so free that I can't even bother with old hurts and enemies. You can't be chased if you don't run. I truly serve an amazing God; I'm truly overwhelmed thinking about how blessed I am. And that trumps any negative emotion that could try to prod at me. You can't get my goat if I don't have a goat to get :)
In five years, none of this silliness will matter anyway. Whether you were in public school or not, drama always seems to follow you--but you know what? If you don't stew in it, you won't remember a bit of it in even a few months. I get my dreams and they get their...well, whatever they have. You only hurt yourself by being unforgiving; the person you're bitter against probably has no clue. So I don't care anymore. I have more important things to put my time towards and people can say/do what they want. With the closing of this chapter of my life comes the closing of everything that doesn't belong in my future. This "immature" girl who "knows nothing about love" is going to soar on her newly found wings and wave goodbye to the little people stuck on the ground.
(You're right. I don't know everything about love. And I never will. But that's okay with me! Because I'll always be able to discover, to learn, to explore in it. I know more than just romantic love [of which I really do know. Your unbelief doesn't make it not so]. And there's more to love than that for me. The ins and outs of it are too complex for our tiny human brains to comprehend. I'm so thankful for that, because I will never get bored, tired, or familiar for it. Thank You God, for being more than I'll be able to understand or fathom. And thank You for teaching me, every day. That's the very thing that tickles my fancy.)
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