Saturday, March 21, 2015

Holding On

Holding On

I am not so great at holding on to things. I tend to let experiences flow through my fingers, and maybe that is just as well.

I wonder if you can ever really hope to hold on to things that seem to have a life of their own. It's tough to control the events of your life when those events are like cars on a freeway that are driven by other people. You do your best to stay in your own lane and drive at the speed limit, but all around you, others are flying by and crashing into one another at a reckless pace. Before you know it, you are a part of an accident too. You didn't plan to be there, and you certainly didn't want to be there, but you are there regardless.

The truth is that some people are reckless. They come into your life, confuse everything you once knew was certain, and then leave you with the mess to clean up. It doesn't seem fair, and yet, while you are picking up the pieces after the disaster of such an experience, still, you wonder if it was something you did, if it was, in some strange way, your fault.

Why is it that we are so quick to blame ourselves when the truth is that the 20 car pile up was caused by someone or something over which we had absolutely no control?

Why do we make excuses for others?

Why do we want to hold on to a sort of undying hope or optimism even when the truth of the matter is that there is really no point in continuing the charade, no point in continuing to believe something will change to make what is wrong right again.

I suppose that sometimes it really is important to hold on, but sometimes it is even more important to let go.



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