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There comes a time in your life where you don't recognize your reflection in the mirror. We compromise our values, beliefs, desires and goals just to amuse the person we chose to share our life with. We stay in relationships out of obligation but that is no way to live our love. Yes, we hurt the ones we love the most and for me I hurt myself all of the time. I am tired of holding this hurtfull unhappy feeling on my shoulders so it's time to rid of it. No one is perfect, we all make mistakes and as we should always try to take the high road it can be challenging. I haven't spoken to my father in 11 years. He never was a dad but a man that entered and exited frequently in my childhood. This year I learned he lost his wife to a long battle of cancer. When her daughter called me to tell me and requested me to come to his aide I just didn't know what to do but to tell her no and that I am sorry for her loss. Time is of the essence and even though people enter our lives; some for a short period and some forever it is for a reason. Last night I wrote to my father and gave my condolences to his loss, wishing him a Merry Christmas and told him about his 10 year old grandson that he has never met. I think in life we learn and make changes due to the experiences we endure. It makes us stronger, better and more compasionate as long as we learn the lesson it provides. If he doesn't respond that is fine. At least I hopefully provided an apology for how things were left 11 years ago and he seeks comfort in that. Sometimes it's best to swallow your pride and admit to your own wrong doings verses pointing the finger to everyone else and recognizing what they did wrong.
There comes a time in your life where you don't recognize your reflection in the mirror. We compromise our values, beliefs, desires and goals just to amuse the person we chose to share our life with. We stay in relationships out of obligation but that is no way to live our love. Yes, we hurt the ones we love the most and for me I hurt myself all of the time. I am tired of holding this hurtfull unhappy feeling on my shoulders so it's time to rid of it. No one is perfect, we all make mistakes and as we should always try to take the high road it can be challenging. I haven't spoken to my father in 11 years. He never was a dad but a man that entered and exited frequently in my childhood. This year I learned he lost his wife to a long battle of cancer. When her daughter called me to tell me and requested me to come to his aide I just didn't know what to do but to tell her no and that I am sorry for her loss. Time is of the essence and even though people enter our lives; some for a short period and some forever it is for a reason. Last night I wrote to my father and gave my condolences to his loss, wishing him a Merry Christmas and told him about his 10 year old grandson that he has never met. I think in life we learn and make changes due to the experiences we endure. It makes us stronger, better and more compasionate as long as we learn the lesson it provides. If he doesn't respond that is fine. At least I hopefully provided an apology for how things were left 11 years ago and he seeks comfort in that. Sometimes it's best to swallow your pride and admit to your own wrong doings verses pointing the finger to everyone else and recognizing what they did wrong.