A friend and I had a heart-to-heart over our connections with our parents. We both grew up in a broken home. With difficult experiences with our parents.
He at one point asked me, “Have you ever wished you could do it over and make it different”
When he raised that thought upon me, I hesitated. I had to think, would I even be able to change what happened? Did it really hurt me that much? Could my long lost father be here in my life? Do I like who I am? And then I answered them all one by one. No, I wouldn’t I couldn’t make mom and dad love each other. Yes it hurt me but, I am a strong because of it. Possibly, but quite frankly I wouldn’t want him here. And finally no, I love myself. I am who, I am for a reason. I am perfect in my own unique way.
I then responded, “ No, I’m grateful for the bad and the good I’ve been dealt in life. It’s made me a good person. A person who still smiles on my worst days because I find the good even if it’s the smallest bit. It makes the world a different place.”
“I have never thought about it that way. I think I should try that!?” He replied instantly.
”It’s not always easy” I advise, “but even when it’s hard you mustn’t quit trying! If you ever have a day that you feel like quitting, or when you're just too tired to try; maybe even a day you just need a friend. I am here.”
“Ok, thank you.” He responded dearly.
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I never realized that something that I do to control my roller coaster of a mind could change a persons perspective. I also never thought I would come upon that conversation. That was positive in my treacherous day. His hurt that I then turned to hope made my heart scintillate. Always love the worst part of your days. You grasp something new each time you just have to look for what it’s teaching. May it be a new face, feeling or a new thought. Whatever it is. It is important.