Making a judgment call, ch ch ch changes, and what it means to be a friend

 After college graduation, which seems a bit ago now, you learn there are things you cannot do anymore. You learn that decisions must be made. Like, should I go out tonight and drink even though I have been for the last few nights, or gee, I need to catch up on sleep, and 2am out at the club isn't really going to do it for me anymore. As you acquire more job experience or find your sleep schedule changing to where you have somewhere to be every morning and can't risk the whole night owl gamble anymore. Sooner or later you have a responsibility. You have a responsibility to your employer and the people  and or animals at home in whom you are taking care of.

 Things sometimes slip under the table, we want a few drinks to let off steam and make ourselves forget what is going on or that things are stressful. In college I used to think it would actually fix my problems. Here's the thing. They will still be there in the morning as much as we try to hide them. As adults we have harder lessons to learn based on the judgment calls we make. Yesterday I made one and some people were hurt because of it. It is okay to be selfish every once in awhile, but if you are letting someone down, it's not really a call to make.

Making it about yourself is sometimes needed, but if someone else needs you, then you are no longer part of the equation at the time. It's easy to miss the point, when we have so much going on, and can't process it all at the time. We know we take it too far when our choices affect others. As an adult the consequence is the same. How will this make me feel later, how will this help me later? What kind of person will I be tomorrow because of it? Lately, it's been slow at work, and I sat admittedly on Facebook killing time and looking at the news. That really isn't any excuse to fix my circumstances, or trying to forget someone I used to know.
 
  There isn't a fix to the things we feel, or a drink to have, or a place to go, or a person to see, because often some of the bigger situations take time, like learning a new job, moving to a new place, dealing with heartbreak or a loss of a loved one, or the aftermath of something you wish to forget. Changes mold us, changes, make us. Changes are the by fabric to challenge us, to assert us, to ground us, to frustrate us, to confuse us, all because that is life.  Changes mean a new adventure, sometimes or often times, fear, changes mean making that great leap of faith and accepting what God has in store; even if you have no idea if it will be right or not, but you know if he sent it your way, it sure has got to be.

So earlier we talked about decisions, those decisions sometimes define what it means to be a friend. If am honest, I can be a very difficult friend. What it means to be a friend is to be there even if you don't, can't, or wish you weren't needing to be... to be there for them. What it means to be a friend is to listen even if you are pretty sure you feel like you don't understand or don't want to because you would rather you took control of the situation yourself. What it means to be a friend, is be a mom if you need to, make sure they get home safely, but also remember you are there to listen, to love, and to laugh, they need you, but really you need them. Careful where that judgment places you, because tomorrow it may not sit so well. Moxie off to start a productive work day.


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