What say you

Most days I can sum up my existence as how I respond to what happens.

And it’s fairly straightforward sometimes – smile when I see my dogs, laugh when my wife is being goofy, nervous when work is super busy and excited on Friday evenings for the weekend.

I suppose those are your basic responses to recurring events.

But then there’s the more complicated happenings of the world, which require responses beyond the usual or logical. Like when a friend breaks your heart. Or you discover a deep anxiety that leaves you scrambling. Or during friction in relationships caused by two people just being different.

These are the big leagues. And your responses become important. They determine the future of a relationship with someone else. And often, affect your relationship with yourself.

Responses in these situations are not just verbal. But your actions, inaction, silence or, if you are of the sort, your volume; all count as responses.

So what do you say? Or as they once put it – what say you?

I’m obviously not going to provide a one answer solution to all earthly situations.

But I suppose we could consider what a response needs. Let’s start simple – thought. We need to think about what we say before we say it. Words like many stores, have a no-return policy. You are much better off taking time to think or better yet, asking for time to think about your response. If your response is to a person, it shows you care enough about them to consider your words. 

A second important one would be – truth. Will you be honest or will you lie? I’ll leave this one alone, as grey areas are highly situational. But truth is preferable, I am told by many.

While there’s many things to consider, I’ll cap it at three – perspective. Try to think from many sides. Other shoes can be too small or too big, and you don’t need to walk a mile. But try them on for a moment, just to see what it looks like for them.

Okay this one is too important to miss – so I’ll leave it at four. Values. I sincerely hope you are someone with values, some sort of a code. Not complicated, but important I’ve found. Like an inner compass. Your responses to what life throws at you, have to align with who you are as a person. I guess this can be summed up as – be yourself. I say this in the hopes you are a good person, so this one is on you.

I feel like I’ve gone deeper than usual, but I’m finding my way back to writing, so take what you will and leave the rest ^^

In closing, I’ll say this. Whatever you do or say, sometimes it may feel like it won’t matter. And yeah, if the sun explodes later today, I suppose it won’t. But until that time, as you and I live our lives, we do so holding hands with the consequences of our actions. It’s not about always doing or saying the correct thing. That’s unrealistic.

No, it’s about who you choose to be everyday. And how every decision, weaves the fabric of you!

When its my turn…

About a week ago, I turned 22. We all say things like “Where did the time go?” and “Time flies”. Because it really does. I, for one, vividly remember a scene nearly 13 years ago when I first entered boarding school. Or a scene four years ago when I started at the University of Guelph. And as I look back and think about those days, one thought jumps out at me.

They were easier times.

As I get older, the pile of things I need to know about or be careful about or be responsible for just keeps on rising. Everyday, I learn that now I am old enough to start bring responsible about something new. And its scary.

See, I was raised by two incredible people who never let me realize just how hard they worked. I never realized all the “adult” things they had to take care of before coming home in the evening and having dinner or watching TV with us. I never realized that as they laughed at one of my jokes or even just helped me with my homework, their heads probably swam with a hundred other things that they had to take care of. Honestly, it scares me that someday I’ll have to do it. That eventually or maybe even suddenly, that mantle will be passed on to the next generation. And then it’ll be our turn. Will I be as good at it as they are? This thought is on my mind night and day. Times like birthdays or New Years remind me about how quickly its all passing by. And how very soon we’ll find ourselves filling shoes that seem too big for us right now.

I usually try and answer things in my posts but today I am typing just to get all of these scary thoughts out of head and onto my screen. Maybe some of you reading this have gone through this or are going through this. I don’t know how it’s going to be, honestly. But I guess we’ll just have to see how it goes.