Terms:
we read them, we use them, some unhappy people have to serve them.
They can be single words, phrases, whole contracts, or even how we
define a word.
It
will soon be Valentine's Day, just in case you haven't noticed all of
the red hearts and the word “LOVE” everywhere you look. Don't let
it be a day of hurts.
“Love
is the Hearts sense of touch”
codypony
No
one can achieve or maintain that Madison Ave. image we see plastered
everywhere. Focus on who has touched your heart instead.
Like
every snowflake, we are each different. When two people agree and
share the same feeling of the word love, a fantastic and rare bond
exists.
When
the two feelings are different, well that could be a tragedy. Unless
the two come to “terms”. Just as no two people are the same, no
two “relationships” will be the same. The secret is the agreement
or understanding they have with each other.
Appreciate
what you have. We cannot let the definitions of others limit what or
how we feel. If we can lay claim to nothing else in life, we can own
our feelings. Seek out your own agreements and terms. Let that be
what you celebrate on February 14th.
Recently
I read a blog where the question was ask: what if all you loved were
taken away from you, everything and everyone you hold dear? Then by a
miracle, after what seems like an eternity, it was all returned. Your
loved one's are back. They're within your reach. You can again see
their smile. Would you be so quick to say: “Please, I'm trying to
watch this show.” Or “Can't you see I'm busy?” Would your
outlook be changed?
It
is said that if we change the way we think, we change the way we
feel. Not long ago, my doctor told me that I had to realize that I
was growing older. Got to change the way I feel about it so my
thinking must change. Why didn't he tell me to change the weather?
That might be easier to do. LOL, maybe just wait for the weather to
change itself?
The
point slave is making is that to survive, to be happy, to “live”,
is to come to terms with that life. Cherish who is important to you.
My
Master's,
socialslave
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