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Something To Hold On To

1/28/2012

 
We have all heard the saying, "When you get to the end of your rope, hang in there." But what if you have run out of rope, or it’s frayed? What then?  Life is so frustrating; you think that things are going in a somewhat graceful direction, when something jumps right in front of you and says, "What the hell? Really?"  Then, perplexed, you look like a mismatched Mr. Potato Head.  You know exactly what I am talking about;  the face you get, it is so screwed up that  it confuses even you. Here is the road block that you weren’t expecting.  (Oh how I love those crazy people that say that they expect the unexpected) Well, in that case, I have been going at life in all the wrong directions.  I guess following that philosophy, I will expect nothing to happen. And really, how can you expect the unexpected? It poses an impossible feat.  One of my good friends growing up said this to me and I have never forgotten it: "If anything is possible, then it should be possible to be impossible."  Pretty heavy philosophical stuff, for a grade six student brain.  Mind you, she was always a genius.

So what is holding you?  What is that piece of fabric that prevents you from jumping off the road of life to give into the daily grind?  There must be something.  There has to be a part of you that for you is worth more than just giving in to everything. I know that I am always fighting against everything, and some people tell me that I am going to get tired of doing so, but it is the only way that I feel alive.  Actually, it is when I give into life, and let things get me down, that is the time when I feel the lowest. 

Here is something I believe in, and whether you agree or don’t is alright with me.  I believe that we all have a purpose.  Some sort of life force that pulls, pushes, or drags you in the direction that you are meant to go.  You may not know what that direction is, or why, but you are being guided.  Your being could be the reason that someone met the love of their life, or the reason someone did not end their life, or you could be the person who gave the most comfort or solace to someone in need of a little love.  I see this everyday when I go to work in the Emergency Room.  There are dozens of people with whom I work who touch every patient’s life who walks through that door.  They give different sorts of messages, but messages just the same.  It may be the message of compassion for the person in their mid-thirties who just found out that they have a brain tumour, or it is the reassurance to the young mother that her baby is doing all right, and that she just needs a little more education about fevers, and even those people who are just lonely and need to be heard.  These lovely people I work with have heart and dedication, and, for myself it is not very hard to distinguish between those who are only there for the money and those who chose their career for passion.

We all need something to hold on to when we reach the end of the rope. Just something.  You could be the something; you could be my something.  Actually, you could be the "unexpected;" you could change someone’s life just by being who you are. You don’t even have to change a thing about you; you yourself are creating the pathway.  Do you realize how many paths had to intersect in order for you to be where you are? The number is astronomical.  Sure, there are some paths that you probably want to forget, but they got you here, right now.  Pretty amazing.  Even if you are in the worst condition that you have ever been, and it has been the most horrible week, month, day, or even year, right now, your pathway will change.  You have the power to be the change.  After all, you don’t need to be holding on to the rope if the floor is at your feet.

As Always,

Happy Does It

:o)


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    My name is Jaime, spelled with an "im" not "mi".  I never question myself. I have always loved writing.  I do not have much to say about myself.  I just want everyone to know that they are not alone.  There is nothing worse in life than feeling as if you are by yourself.

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