of my life is directly influenced by the quality of the relationships i have. i am one of those who values quality over quantity, even though there are times in my past when i was jealous or envious of those who had mass quantities of **friends.** there was once a time when i believed i that i had only a certain capacity to love, and that if i allowed myself to care for someone new, someone else had to leave my **caring** bucket. i know that for the lie it is, at least i do on most days, as i have uncovered the fact that i do not have a limited capacity to have deep and abiding relationships, even at long distances.
part of being around for a bit of time, is some of those relationships have developed and deepened across the course of the days that mound into years and yes even decades.
Brad D.
FIFTEEN (15) years clean.
Congrats, my friend. B SAFE, B SANE, B WELL.
moving forward this morning, as i sat, what kept coming up are those relationships that have soured over the course of time. my habit of putting someone on “double, secret, probation” when they have stepped on my toes, certainly keeps the number of times i have to admit to being wrong, at a minimum. does maintaining my distance really benefit me as a person? that is the question that kept coming up from the depths and it is one that i lack a ready answer for this morning. as i traipse through the neighborhoods this morning, it will be on that i consider, when i turn off, tune in and drop out into the “quiet” that comes during my physical workout. so it is off to the races and into another day filled with the unpredictable actions of those whom i have yet to encounter.
∞ DT ∞