At some point, everyone will hurt us. Family, coworkers, even those with which we’ve promised to spend our lives loving, will manage to make us feel lower than the crap the cat buried in back yard this morning. Sometimes, it’s intentional. Other times, mom just needs vent and we are the nearest mark. Or our partner says the first words available when we’ve upset them. Only we can determine which one’s are worth our suffering because, even though not every relationship is worthy of battle, behind every battle is a worthwhile relationship.
“We are selfish, impatient, and sometimes insecure. We make mistakes, lose ourselves in our emotions and are, at times, hard to handle. But, if someone can’t handle our worst, why should we give them our best?”–Roxanne Reinard, Adapted from Marilyn Monroe
“We are selfish, impatient, and sometimes insecure. We make mistakes, lose ourselves in our emotions and are, at times, hard to handle. But, if someone can’t handle our worst, why should we give them our best?” –Roxanne Reinard, Adapted from Marilyn MonroeTweet
It hurts. When someone we care about decides we’re no longer worth their time. Like raising a puppy, watching them grow and learn and play until one day they can’t anymore. I could say the pain only lasts a little while, that this feeling of “I failed again” fades with time. But, the truth is sometimes our thoughts do get the best of us, and sometimes the heartache never truly goes away.
It does get better. It’s natural, dare I say normal, to feel pessimistic when something as important as a relationship doesn’t work out. Yet, one, three, or even ten failed relationships does not define us. Our response, how we bounce back–so to speak–marks whether we honestly failed. Because, if we weren’t worth their time, chances are, they weren’t worth ours. Friends, partners, even family who want us in their life won’t hold onto the small things that drive us apart. Fault and failure is life, embracing and being embraced for our flaws and losses is true love.
Hope your Hump Day is filled with love and light!
Walking in thirty-six-degree weather without a jacket because the weather woman was 27 degrees of wrong? A ninety percent chance of snow tonight while you work the zombie zone shift tonight? How about a one hundred percent chance your colleague will be snuggled into a fluffy source of comfort at home while you cuddle a stack of papers and a coffee mug for warmth at the office? Yep, there’s only two explanations. Either you’ve been cursed over the course of All Hallow’s Eve or it’s Monday. Most of us would prefer the former since there’s a chance of breaking said spell by getting frisky with the prince/princess-next-door. However, the rest can chalk this on the blackboard under Monday.
In spite of all that goes on during this second day of the week, I like Monday’s.
“I feel sorry for the people who don’t drink. When they wake up in the morning that’s as good as they’re going to feel all day.”
While I don’t drink, I do find getting through the initial headache of a Monday morning until the clock strikes midnight seems to take more energy than nursing someone with a full-on hangover. So why do I like Monday? Because I believe if Monday was a better day, that’s as good as we’d feel all week. Nothing to really look forward to as far as other weekdays or weekends. That’s my Mind Over Monday, how about you?
“I need two eggs, a cup of water, chocolates chips and some Bisquick stat. If I don’t make it through, please, tell my mother I tried to fix breakfast.”— Roxanne Reinard
We need two eggs, a cup of water, chocolates chips and some Bisquick stat. If Ashley and I don’t make it through, please, tell my mother I tried to fix breakfast. — Roxanne ReinardTweet
“When you’re truly in love you know because you’d do anything for the other person’s happiness. Even if it means letting them go.“–Roxanne Reinard
“When you’re truly in love you know because you’d do anything for the other person’s happiness. Even if it means letting them go.“ -Roxanne ReinardTweet