By val on 4/21/2008 10:49 AM
It amazes me how strings of letters combined to form specific words, then strung into run on sentences and eventually run on paragraphs can change the course of someone’s day, possibly their life.
I feel so strange right now. It’s the combination of confused, because it just doesn’t make any sense; frustrated, because all forms of communication have been eliminated (at least on one side of the equation); and, for lack of a better word, free, because the burden of trying to fix someone is no longer there.
It is not my job to fix people, especially not the people in my life that I call ‘friend.’ This has been the hardest lesson I have ever learned. It doesn’t matter how right I think I am, how clearly I can see the situation and the solution, I cannot force someone to act on my judgment.
It is my job; no it is an honor, to stand by those people, to make sure that they know that I will be here for them, whatever their need. And I will do this until I am told to do otherwise. I will continue to... Read More »