MY POPPY BOBBY! FEBRUARY 2, 1931- JUNE 21, 2008!
So this has nothing to do with my first blog post, but I just kinda need to get some things out there.
I have this horrible problem of giving everything I have into a friendship and not getting anything back. Not that I really need anything back, but isnt that what a friendship is supposed to be? I have had a lot of friendship that I have given my all to and when I finally quit giving my all I lose this friend because I am not giving all of myself, all of my time, and my ear to them. I think it's kinda ridiculous. I go into a friendship with my whole heart, cause I love people and love to care for people and take care of them. Now this started to be about just one person, but I began to realize I have had a few friends that this has happened with through out my life. It doesnt matter how mean, hurtful, or selfish they are I still try to be as nice as possible and do everything for them. I am not one to confront someone about a situation. But I pray a lot to get the courage to stand up for myself or to just get through the hard situation. I try not to be hateful, but I am human. I dont think because someone has been hurt by someone they care about, that you should think everyone in going to hurt them. I try to live by that. If I give you my trust I hope that I can actually trust you. Being hurt by a friend is a hard thing, especially a girl friend. Boys come and go but your girls are there forever...or they are supposed to be. I have some amazing girl friends right now, they I KNOW will be there for me forever! And then I have some that I keep at a distance because I know that they wont be there and will end up hurting me. I dont like holding people at a distance but sometimes you have to, to protect yourself. I feel like my one true friend that will never leave my side is God of course. No matter how many times I get knocked down, he will pick me back up. One thing I learned from my Poppy who passed away on June 21, 2008 was that laughter is the best medicine for anything. He made us laugh no matter what. He was dying and still trying to make us laugh by dancing aournd with his walker(that he hated). lol. By far the funniest man I knew. Thats why each day that I can spend with true friends that I know care about me and make me laugh, is a day I know I should cherish. Those days are days sent straight from God. In good times or bad friends are supposed to be there, at least that what I believe.
So wow.... I know this was kind of all over the place but these thoughts just came right outta my head. So sorry if they dont make sense, it's just thoughts I had to get out.
Have a amazingly blessed day!
