I See You

Do you ever stop and think about how old you were when you learned big life lessons? Well, I do.

I think I was around nine years old when I realized I couldn’t make someone love me like I loved them. Young age for a hard lesson. I think I was around eleven or twelve when I realized that some people were always going to be mean to me no matter what I did to be nice to them; but mostly it had nothing to do with me and more because there was something going on with that person.

I may sound really smart with those ages. Nope, I just had life happen and a really good Mom to confide in and talk life things thru with. She was determined to help me have the confidence and understanding that she didn’t have at my age.

Of course, I mean, its not like those lessons are a one and done. These are lifetime lessons of relearning and remembering again and again. It is opening yourself up and sometimes getting hurt. That boundary of caring while being immovable is a subjective line that varies with people and circumstance. There is never a solid and steady line. An alternative is to close off one’s heart, you know, become angry and bitter . . . and that just wasn’t an option that I was ok with.

Tonight I am thankful for hard won life lessons. I am not unharmable. I never will be. I will give chances, sometimes more than I am comfortable with. And sometimes I’ll get burned. But make no doubt, I’ll always be praying. Praying for your peace, for my peace, for boundaries, and for wisdom. And sometimes praying for guidance because I know how I want to respond . . . when sometimes I shouldn’t. I will try to be nice; but I am human . . ❤️