Love, Love, Love...

Let me start by promising the few but faithful followers that actually follow my ramblings, that I plan on updating all of the craziness that has been going on these last few months. It has been a busy time for us, full of good and stressful times, but life is that way eh?



As I sit here listening to my new Jason Mraz cd and start to mellow as he croons about love, love, love, I try to embrace the emotion in my heart. Hours ago I was weeping as I ordered my oh so healthy dinner at KFC because someone made me feel small. I wasn't weeping because I believed that I am less than anyone else, but because I was angry that many people feel that it's acceptable to act bigger than others. I'm ok now because I know that I am a person of worth and that nobody can tell me differently. Sometimes I'm just stunned that people aren't able to separate their personal frustrations from their interpersonal relationships, and I let it shock and affect me. I like to think that I am pretty good at giving people the benefit of the doubt. When a clerk at the store is rude, I try to empathize and assume that maybe something really bad happened to them that day. I'm not saying that it's acceptable to be rude to innocents, but sometimes it just happens. I like to hope that all people are intristically good, and that sometimes people get dealt alot of negative situations that color their lives, making them negative people. This is sad, but deep down they are still good right? I have to hope.


One of the things that I think is so important in this world of strife, is that we try above all else to love and respect one another. We don't have to be best friends with everyone, but if we can appreciate our differences, respect them, and wish them well, this world would be so much better off. This is the one thing that I want to pass on to my children above all else. I would rather they treat people appropriately than sit still. As they get older they will naturally settle down and behave in restaurants and such, but it is so much more important that they can be good, respectful, loving and positive human beings.


People can fail us, but only if we call it a failure. We can always pick up, smile and think of it as a lesson and know that not everyone will fail us. And as I look back on this, I realize that the reason I am so unable to understand how people can be so indifferent to others is because I have always been surrounded by people who love and respect me. For that I will always be grateful. Peace out.