Monthly Archive for December, 2003

Friendships

They are worth it. Worth facing the path and walking it. There comes a time when the honeymoon fades out and it usually coincides with a time when we really wish it wouldn’t. Combined flaws in people, clashing personalities, bad habits, irritating idiosyncrasies. The friction can cause things to heat or something may break. These times come and some would say that they have to, that it is a healthy process to go through.

It is how we handle these situations that is really important. This is the interaction of unique people, what formulas can we trust?! We can let situations pass but then you may forfeit a true, real or deep friendship (however, it can be better to let some situations pass as there is no forfeit). Fear of rejection, fear of offense, fear of admitting your own insecurities. A foolhardy and maybe gung-ho approach could be effective, may see the process through quicker but at risk of needless injury and casualties. To face the path, to face the fear and to walk. Friendships are worthy of the sober courage, the sheer balls it takes to walk, to talk. Then you can, together, find a way through the shadows to a place of understanding, of peace, of reconciliation.

Found a relevant post on The Lingering Lemon that I had to add to the post.

The Day After

It’s dark and miserable today. I spent the morning chilling out in my room daydreaming of hot, sunny mountains. Been thinking about going in to the hills again… but hot, sunny ones and for a lot longer than a few days. I remember being in the mountains for a couple of months in the summer 2001. Probably one of the best times was when we ran off the side of a mountain and went flying.

The Day

thanks to buhfoundation.comI would like to do it all differently but I haven’t quite worked out exactly how. I doubt that I will articulate ‘why’ correctly either. It is, of course, a difficult thing to change. Thing is, is that Christmas is a family thing. Always has been. It started with that young family huddled in a stable, somewhere in the middle east, donkey’s years ago. So it becomes a difficult thing to change.

I have enjoyed my time with the family. Cabin fever is, however, inevitable for I don’t manage to leave the house much when I come to my parents. Not so many friends around these parts, these days.

Hope you had a good birthday, Jesus, and I hope the rest of you enjoyed celebrating it.