Don’t be something you are not. Don’t do things just because you think it is what someone else will want, or so that person won’t be angry, or sad, or lonely. Not for anyone. Don’t change anything for anyone just because you think it’ll make someone happy. It is ingenuine. It is a form of dishonesty. The other person will never know if it is really your desire or just you doing what you think someone else wants. It will end in distrust, even if your intentions were good.
How you are is not your fault. Your past, your habits, your reactions. None of it. Until that very moment when you find something you dislike or want to change. Then it is your fault if it continues, your responsibility if it remains. The moment you find something you want to change, it is no longer blamable on the past.
Don’t go to sleep angry. You’ve heard that before. But it is good advice. Don’t. Not at a spouse, or your kid, or your boss, or the government, or the world. Breathe and let it go. You might not wake up. Don’t go to sleep angry. And when you make up, wake up to see a smile, or the bright sun, or to falling rain, or to something that is sweet, because it may be the last time you wake, may be the last day you see. Fill your day with harmony and sweetness, because you may not see the next day. Why have anything on your last day that isn’t sweet? If anything gets in the way of harmony and sweetness, change how you feel about it or remove it.
Even pain can be sweet. But drama never is.
People love you and have helped you. Love and help them. Be there for them. Even if you have the short end of the bargain from time to time. But don’t let gratitude, or love, or fear, yours or theirs, hold you hostage. If you do, the relationship is built on something ingenuine.
Be you. The best you you can be. If you like something about you, or if it works for you, don’t change it. Not for anyone or anything. If there is something you don’t like, or if it doesn’t work for you, change it, no matter what others feel about it. You get this shot at this life only.
Craig R. Smith
February 8, 2013 at 5:30 PM
My Mom wouldn’t even let me leave the HOUSE angry. “What if you get hit by a bus?” she’d say after we’d had an argument. “I’d never be able to live with myself!” That was usually enough to make us both apologize and hug, even if we still were in disagreement over the issue itself.
February 11, 2013 at 11:42 AM
Good post. Good comment.