Sunday, October 21, 2012
Isn't that what they teach you in grade school?
I know my mom drilled it into me when I would constantly compare myself to other girls as a teenager.
I think we forget this constantly. I know I catch myself doing it often. I think we jump to conclusions and judge based on how WE were raised or how WE see the world. We forget that other people see things different. Because their perspective is not our own they are going to express their love differently, clean their house differently and over all just be different.
What is wrong with being different? NOTHING, but for some odd reason we judge. By judging we make something wrong with being different. I'm pretty sure I could learn a lesson or two from every single person I meet, but the only way is by withholding judgement and opening myself up to learn.
I meet new people every.single.day. I think I'm finally grasping this concept more and more and I can't express how much easier it is to love everyone I meet. I don't always understand the way people do things and why but it's fascinating all the same.
I know this is random and out of the blue. Honestly, it's not as random as you may think but the back story is not something I want to share on the blog. I just hope and pray that people around me realize that I have my own perspective too. I may not know that the way I handle things could be offensive or wrong in someone else's eyes because that's how I was raised. Really I just want to remember to not sweat the little things. To love no matter what and to always give the benefit of the doubt when it comes to little offenses.
I love my family. I might not be the best at remembering birthday's (although I really do try). I can be forgetful as all get out. I put way too much on my plate and sometimes that means something important to my family gets pushed to the back burner. But even through all my flaws and faults, I love my family and my friends. I'm grateful for the ones that can see something good underneath all those faults and I apologize to the ones who only see those imperfections.
I congratulate those of you faithful readers who made it to the end of this long and somewhat boring post. I really just need to let the cyber world know my feelings. Being different and imperfect is part of being human, and the imperfections are what teach us to be better and stronger.
I know, blah blah blah. I'll stop now. Thanks for listening to my heartfelt post about humanity. I love that I can post things like this here in hopes to better myself and get feedback from my friends and family.