Hm,so yesterday was the retreat for Confirmation that I had to go to. It was interesting, to say the least. But I had fun. I didn't understand why we had the signs on our backs until they told us that it was to be our last class. That kind of made me sad, since I wanted to take pictures with some people on the last class. But, that's life. Afterwards, it felt like some sort of graduation thing, what with people hugging and all that stuff.
I've never really liked change. It's very hard for me to handle. So when it comes to having to shift my schedule, I become very sad. And when the time comes for the majority of the people in my life that I have been with to disappear, it makes me very sad. I hate goodbyes more than change. Even though I know that they're an inevitable, I never liked them.
But, what can I do? Actually, what can any of us do? It's a part of living, and since it's inevitable, there really is nothing that we can do about it. Even if, we don't like it, what are we suppsed to do?
The only way to prevent having to say goodbye is to never say hello. And in order to do that, we should never meet others. When I think about it, no matter how shy I am, I just don't think that I could live like that. No matter how shy I am, or how scared I am of others, there's no way that I can live without greeting a new person that I come across,right? There are some things in life that although we fear, we still have to do. I think meeting others is one of them.
As life progresses, we reach points were there is no time to stop and think, since it would make no difference either way. Although we may be given the chance to think over what we'll say, the fact remains that a farewell will take place. Even if we choose our words carefully, they don't change the meaning. Other times, we can be tempted to not do anything, but that doesn't make something not happen. If you hide from a goodbye, all that happens is you lose the chance to speak, but the goodbye has still taken place silently.
There isn't much in this life of ours that we can fully evade, so we need to take them full on. And if we choose not to face them, then we don't live fully. Not living fully will only disappoint you in the end, and by the time that you realize what you have been missing, it may already be too late. Countless times, I've been taught this, but it's one of those few things that I never really understood. Even now, i understand it, but I still haven't learned it. It might take a while, or a short time, or I might even not learn it. But that shouldn't stop me from trying to do so, because the only time that we never learn, is when we choose not to.
May 25, 2008
Life Lessons: I
Sincerely, Maryanne signing off at, 7:19 PM
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