Timing is everything, and it goes by a lot more than you would think. Looking back on this stressful and work filled summer I realize that the time went by so fast. It was over in a blink of an eye. Now the leaves are beautiful shades of red and yellow. Trying to make sure that I don't offend anyone by not giving them the time to talk and making sure that I have the "one last hang out" with them, it's hard to make time. We take that time that we have for granted. Especially with the ones that we care about most.
It's hard for me to think of how different relationships will be without physically being there with everyone. I have had long distance friendships and we did the whole pen-pal thing. I love getting stuff in the mail and writing letters and stuff. However I wonder how close you can be with someone only having seen their words written on a piece of paper? Would it make it a closer relationship because you can't see the facial reactions or would it make you have a wall up for that exact reason, because you can't see their expressions....?
Fears of mine going into this is what of people forget about me, or if because I don't have the time for them anymore for a short while, then will they still want to be here for me? Would I still be considered one of the people that they go to for advice? Would my friend who I love so much find an outlet for her struggles in more of a constructive way? Would I be able to save her if something happened? How am I supposed to bring peace if I am not at home?
Timing is everything. Only God has the questions to my answers. Only he is the one who can keep the peace and he is only the one I should worry about pleasing.
I wonder why if timing is everything, then why do I waste it on stuff that doesn't matter and worry about things that aren't important. Things like people liking me and keeping the peace with everyone? I am going to be able to impact people for the next several months, and make my relationships stronger. That's all that should matter and that is all that will matter.
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