I rarely find myself disappointed by others. Perhaps it’s because I try to think of the worst situation, but hope for the best. It was something that I was taught years ago, but every so often someone will bring about those feelings that I feel frozen, and my heart breaks into what feels like a million pieces. I call this feeling a disappointed heart. Disappointment puts us in a place where we are standing still and we aren’t always sure what to do.
Love isn’t as easy as it was even ten or fifteen years ago. I often think about how technology is making it harder to find someone to love, but I also think about how easy it is to fall for people by what they include online. We can follow someone’s pictures and posts and think to ourselves “this person is exactly what I’m looking for, they’re cute, funny, and would make the perfect boyfriend or girlfriend.” The hard part of it all is that it’s not always completely accurate.
Have you ever met someone, either on social media or in person, and immediately realize that this was the person that has influenced you in some way, you just want to get to know them better. Maybe not in the way that many people would categorize “getting to know someone.” It could be a friendship, or perhaps for some it could be something more, but whatever that feeling takes you, it’s really about the idea of meeting someone that brings you to wanting to be a better person than you are today.
In less than 8.2 seconds to fall in love at first sight with a person. I don’t know how, but our heart tells us differently. You can see someone crossing the street, on television, or even through social media and know within a short period of time that there are feelings.
Grandparents have a way of bringing unity to the family. Either it is through daily phone calls to weekly meals, it was about spending time together. There is the chance to teach family values, instill ethnic heritage, and to pass on those traditions to family members so that they can be carried on.
Loss comes at different seasons of our lives and for different reasons. It triggers an emotion within ourselves as a result of some life circumstance. There are many who believe that mourning is best when we find closure, but the idea of getting over it and the extent of the emotions triggered is a myth. I’m not sure if we really ever get over the loss of someone, as much as we learn to cope.
Often I hear so many people ask the question: “where does the time go?” It’s not an unusual question, especially with so many graduations taking place during this time of year. I often have to hold myself back from saying what is really on my mind, “time didn’t just slip away, you allowed yourself to become too busy.” I think that this is very true. We’ve trained ourselves to keep our lives filled to the brim with work, errands, and chores. It’s easy to understand why many feel that time has slipped away from them.