Balancing Act
I’ve been doing a lot of thinking lately. Which is never a good thing. Me…left alone with my thoughts…DANGER, WILL ROBBINS, DANGER!!
But really, I have been reflecting and pondering and wondering and hypothesizing and just plain ole thinkin’ about life and everything that comes along with it. The good, and the bad. The happy and the sad.
Like right now, there’s a situation going on in my personal life that I have no control over. I can do nothing more than assist and try to play back-up when needed. I can be the motivator, but I cannot make anything happen. I can be the voice of reason, but I cannot make anyone hear me. It kind of feels like I was playing freeze tag and was tagged…but no one has come to tag me back into the game.
Another unsettling thing is the realization that I lost a friend…and there’s nothing I can do about it. THAT. JUST. PLAIN. SUCKS. I’ve tried to candy coat the reality, but really? Why bother anymore. Choices have been made and that’s that. The realization of what is (moreover, I guess, what evidently is not) hurts more than the reality, though. But such is life. I’ve done everything I can do…there’s nothing more I could have done or could do…so now we just wait and see what course our boats sail.
As I’ve been saying throughout many of these posts, everyone told me when you hit your 30s, that’s when life really gets real. They weren’t joking! But for as much complaining/whining/bitching/moaning as I do in my posts, I have to admit, I truly am happy with my life. It all comes down to a balancing act that requires me to balance the bitter with the sweet...to loosen my death-grip on memories of the past and welcome in, with open arms and an open mind, everything that the future brings my way.
But really, I have been reflecting and pondering and wondering and hypothesizing and just plain ole thinkin’ about life and everything that comes along with it. The good, and the bad. The happy and the sad.
Like right now, there’s a situation going on in my personal life that I have no control over. I can do nothing more than assist and try to play back-up when needed. I can be the motivator, but I cannot make anything happen. I can be the voice of reason, but I cannot make anyone hear me. It kind of feels like I was playing freeze tag and was tagged…but no one has come to tag me back into the game.
Another unsettling thing is the realization that I lost a friend…and there’s nothing I can do about it. THAT. JUST. PLAIN. SUCKS. I’ve tried to candy coat the reality, but really? Why bother anymore. Choices have been made and that’s that. The realization of what is (moreover, I guess, what evidently is not) hurts more than the reality, though. But such is life. I’ve done everything I can do…there’s nothing more I could have done or could do…so now we just wait and see what course our boats sail.
As I’ve been saying throughout many of these posts, everyone told me when you hit your 30s, that’s when life really gets real. They weren’t joking! But for as much complaining/whining/bitching/moaning as I do in my posts, I have to admit, I truly am happy with my life. It all comes down to a balancing act that requires me to balance the bitter with the sweet...to loosen my death-grip on memories of the past and welcome in, with open arms and an open mind, everything that the future brings my way.
posted by Ill-Fated Butterfly at 10:06 AM
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