Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Monday, December 20, 2010
STOP right now and read no further if you came here expecting or needing "Christmas cheer". THAT is not what this blog entry is about. Also STOP if you don't care for my opinion on things, for in this case... it IS about me.
I had a weekend that seemed to have MORE than its fair share of disappointment. In one case the disappointment [ the worst one of the weekend ] came from out of the blue. I do not think it was in any way "planned" or even for that matter, meant to do the damage it did. In the 2nd case I could see it coming, but with hope springing eternal, had prayed for a different outcome. The third case involved a remark that was innocuous by itself, but the physical reaction that followed it was rather shocking [ not to mention infantile ] .
So I spent some time this weekend in self reflection concerning the above listed moments. One tends to do this in ones more "seasoned" years, rather than to take everything at face value & spaz out or ???
These reflections [ at least at first glance ] lead me back to a conclusion that I have come to many times over the last few years: The more we open our hearts to someone[s], the more we enable them to hurt us. Seems simple, right? Wrong. There are numerous layers to that conclusion, some of which I am contemplating even as I'm typing. The first & most obvious would be that to be hurt less, close up ones heart. Then doesn't that solution lead to its own "hurt" ?
Hmmmmmmm ,,,,, much contemplation ahead to say the least. I felt a need to share this, or at the very least to write it out. It doesn't make the disappointment disappear, but it does allow a certain amount of clarification at least. And so it goes ,,,,,,,
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
I'm thinking that probably the bathrobe was new also , again SOOO 1950's. And so it goes.
Sunday, December 12, 2010
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
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