Relationships are such a funny thing. I mean one day they can be going really well, the next it can be all gone.
Human nature is also a complicated thing. Values, truth, complications, morals, failure, success,love, hate
- it all plays a role.
My roommate is going through a rock and a hard place right now. Her rock is her best (guy) friend, and not to get into details- they have been fighting for the past week about something that had come up just upon a question unanswered, a question of love. Now I'm sure we are quick to play the blame game and sure, maybe it is only one person's fault. But who really cares? Well they do of course.
Humans in general, I have come to notice, go along with their lives happy and without complain. But as soon as something goes wrong, all hell breaks loose. And if it is something that strikes close to the heart, all hell might as well of cooled down a few degrees. So thinking to myself the other day, I realized that relationships are a huge part of our lives, and we don't even know it. We wake up one day and realize we have surrounded ourselves with relationships, whether it's a mental, physical or social relationship.
I took the time to count all of the relationships that I currently have in my life. Well, actually I gave up counting. Relationships between people can be short sweet and too the point, or they can grow into full blown companionship. I mean look at it- try counting the relationships your in. Friends, family, that guy you see at the diner every time you order your morning coffee. Everyone is connected to somebody who knows somebody who knows somebody. I do believe that is why Facebook and eHarmony and mySPACE work so well.
But going deeper, how did you get these relationships? Looking on my past, how do we learn to trust our mothers,fathers,sisters and brothers? How is it that I've been friends with these people for so long? But the most surprising one to me was the relationship I officially have with my Quaterhorse-Arabian Paint, Dapper.
When my mother told me that I had been given the colt that her uncle had previously owned, I was one thrilled 7 year old. This yearling was a beautiful, chestnut but mostly white paint that had spirit and spunk that could have knocked you out of this world. And I HATED HIM. He was naughty, I couldn't do anything with him and I just hated bringing him anywhere. Mostly because I had this steady Quarterhorse named Skip. But Skip had to be put down two weeks before my county fair, and sure enough, Dapper was my alternate/backup "ride". That fair was awful-worst fair of my life. But this past county fair, the 2009 Sheboygan County Fair, I had the best time of life. It was a great summer- Dapper and I had clicked for the first time and we were actually placing in our classes. He had become my dream horse and the most perfect thing I had ever seen.
And now that I am living on the campus of Concordia, I miss him lots. I have realised that in the past 12 years of his and my life, I had created this friendship that I cannot even put into a definition. I think what he thinks, he thinks what I think- we click. I never thought I could miss a single thing more than his breath on my face or the feel of his tensed up and in the air shoulders before a full out run through the fields. This relationship just happened, and I have no way of explaining it.
To me, that is why human beings get so hyped up about relationships. They cannot be controlled nor can they be forced. It happens. Some people cannot except that fact and try to do it by themselves and end up generally alone. But those who just go with the flow of it all end up being actually happy and feel achieved with who they are... not afraid of what might come next.
And for my roommate who might end up reading this.-
I took the time to count all of the relationships that I currently have in my life. Well, actually I gave up counting. Relationships between people can be short sweet and too the point, or they can grow into full blown companionship. I mean look at it- try counting the relationships your in. Friends, family, that guy you see at the diner every time you order your morning coffee. Everyone is connected to somebody who knows somebody who knows somebody. I do believe that is why Facebook and eHarmony and mySPACE work so well.
But going deeper, how did you get these relationships? Looking on my past, how do we learn to trust our mothers,fathers,sisters and brothers? How is it that I've been friends with these people for so long? But the most surprising one to me was the relationship I officially have with my Quaterhorse-Arabian Paint, Dapper.
When my mother told me that I had been given the colt that her uncle had previously owned, I was one thrilled 7 year old. This yearling was a beautiful, chestnut but mostly white paint that had spirit and spunk that could have knocked you out of this world. And I HATED HIM. He was naughty, I couldn't do anything with him and I just hated bringing him anywhere. Mostly because I had this steady Quarterhorse named Skip. But Skip had to be put down two weeks before my county fair, and sure enough, Dapper was my alternate/backup "ride". That fair was awful-worst fair of my life. But this past county fair, the 2009 Sheboygan County Fair, I had the best time of life. It was a great summer- Dapper and I had clicked for the first time and we were actually placing in our classes. He had become my dream horse and the most perfect thing I had ever seen.
And now that I am living on the campus of Concordia, I miss him lots. I have realised that in the past 12 years of his and my life, I had created this friendship that I cannot even put into a definition. I think what he thinks, he thinks what I think- we click. I never thought I could miss a single thing more than his breath on my face or the feel of his tensed up and in the air shoulders before a full out run through the fields. This relationship just happened, and I have no way of explaining it.
To me, that is why human beings get so hyped up about relationships. They cannot be controlled nor can they be forced. It happens. Some people cannot except that fact and try to do it by themselves and end up generally alone. But those who just go with the flow of it all end up being actually happy and feel achieved with who they are... not afraid of what might come next.
And for my roommate who might end up reading this.-
"Soul-mates are people who bring out the best in you. They are not perfect but are always perfect for you." ~Author Unknown
