Thursday, September 14, 2006

Burdens to be carried

In some ways, and to different extents for each of us, we are all conceited, all self-centered. (Holy crap, a rabbit seriously just ran in front of me as I am typing. A real fluffy white bunny, that seems hell bent on making it to the very busy street behind me. Crazy.) We are all dependent on the feeling that we have a direct effect on the people that we come in contact with every day. We have this idea in our heads that we have this huge affect on someone. We do affect those around us with our actions, our attitudes and in many other ways. But, we do not make them happy, or make them sad, or make them upset. They choose whether or not to respond to anything that we do, they choose whether or not they are affected by anything that we do. In effect, they choose the importance of any of our actions by deciding their own reaction to them.

We choose the importance of any event in our lives by our reaction to it. We choose the importance of someone in our life by our reaction to them. Someone that we find to be unimportant gets less of our time then someone that we find to be vital to our lives. We have only a limited amount of time each day, each week, each month, each year or even in our lifetime. Who we choose to spend that time accordingly a very important decision. When we make time in our busy lives for someone, even for a phone call, we are showing how we value that person. With a limited amount of time we are forced to prioritize how that time is spent, and dole out the time accordingly.
Love is something that cannot have a price tag put on in. In the same way, time being irreplaceable means that it is priceless.

So, with a very limited amount of time, telling all of you how much you mean to me gets harder and harder. Take away my access to the internet for an extended period of time (Charter can go and die in a horribly painful and disturbing way) and I have an even harder time with it all. I miss so many of you, and have no chance to see many of you for very, very long periods of time. While I may not be able to spend my time with you, I do think about you. It may not count for a lot, but it's all I got.

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