You don’t have to be Christian to appreciate that song, but honestly, it makes a lot of sense. As I continue to try figure myself out, which I think we should all be doing on a continuous basis, this song comes too mind. A song used in my wedding, it was a representation of how the relationships I’ve been in were all part of this path that led to my now, ex-wife. Obviously, things aren’t always perfect, and it seems that my ex is also a continuation of this broken road as I continue to find out who the hell I’m compatible with enough to where they could see themselves being with me through thick and thin.
Again, this path is not for everyone. But, if you think about it, we meet the people in our lives for a reason. Some we learn things from, others, hopefully we help them along the way, and in my life, I look at every person I know and ask myself “Why am I a part of their lives?” Take for instance, my buddy Ryan. We’re friends, though we have little in common. We play video games, and hang out, and I’m used to this guy’s personality. And years after befriending the guy, I find myself helping him in his profession in a way that I don’t think anyone else could have. Maybe, that’s why I know the guy, maybe that’s why we’re friends.
I look at exes, and many of them are married. I hope that my time with them helped them in some way, and I know they helped me. I even remember one particular ex, finding me after a long while and thanking me for helping her learn about herself and relationships. I guess our time together helped her with her boyfriend, and she sounded pretty happy about it. I don’t know if they’re still together, but it’d be cool if they were. And somehow, someway, I find out about people who I’ve dated or been in relationships with and I find out they’re married…almost all of them I think. I can only hope that I had a tiny impact, or if I had none at all, maybe they learned by what a horrible boyfriend I was. (I don’t KNOW if I was horrible, but I’m not going to say I was awesome!)
Then there are the people I know now. From my Lisa to Dave, to many others, I wonder…why the hell am I a part of their lives? I don’t know if any of you guys out there think that, but maybe you should. This is kind of a continuation of the last post, the long post, where people have a tendency just to think about themselves and their feelings. “She doesn’t want me, so now I’m miserable.” Well what about her? Would you rather she be miserable with you just so you’re happy? Well…okay, maybe you do, but that’s the big picture people. In our constant struggle to be happy, you have to kind of think like Anna or Nathan. The two people in that short story I wrote. And yes, I know its a crappy story people, I only wrote it in an hour! But if you didn’t think it was crappy? Thank you.
I guess I’m writing this because…even if I feel a certain way, you have to put those feelings in the back burner for the people you care about. Think about them, and what they’re going through and what they’re doing. Think about their feelings, and maybe, this world won’t be filled with so many jerks, and other four letter expletives. And if you’re one of those people who is looking for “love”, don’t look at the relationships you have now and in the past as trash or filler. You never know who that person will be in your life. That person right under your nose…or maybe just around the corner may be the one you’ve been waiting for. I had more, but damn, aren’t you tired of me talking already? See you later people.
