It is not Accidental
So much has changed in my life lately. I’ve really realized who my real friends are, and I’ve noticed what’s actually important.
About two weeks ago, I was dealing with a lot of issues and what you may call drama with some of my friends, and some people that are, well… not my friends. I have a lot of trouble dealing with this kind of thing, and often lose sleep and stress out due to anything and everything that has been bothering me or someone else that I really care about. At the time, this seemed like such a huge issue to me. But all that changed the next day… maybe it’s not as important as I thought.
One of my very good friends came to my house and told me some bad news. Her mom had been diagnosed and is extremely sick. She came over just mortified. I had never seen her so upset. It broke me, and I realized what IS important. Ive learned that if I’m really stressing about something, I need to think to myself “Will this matter a year from now?” If it’s not, then move on. If your friend causes you so much drama and trouble, leave it at that. Sometimes bad things in your life are so distracting that you can’t focus on the good anymore.
Ive realized what I do need to focus on. Everything that I have been blessed with and have been given is not accidental, and everything happens for a reason. Something tragic somehow always manages to pull something good out of its ass.
Maybe all this with her mom is supposed to happen. Maybe its supposed to show us something. I know that its taught me what is important, and what I need to care about and focus my attention on. When I think back, I realize how much time I’ve wasted worrying about what a girl said about me, or about a secret getting out, or if he likes her back.
This is going to teach me to grow up. Watching a friend go through this is going to be tough. I don’t know if it will even be tolerable. It could be the toughest thing I’ve ever seenor dealt with in my life.
I don’t know how its going to end… but it could end badly. Very badly. And if it does, we’ve got a rough road coming up. A rough road that might not be manageable.
I know that I have to be here for her. I know that I will be the one she leans on. I will be there, but I don’t know how long I’ll hold up. God, help me hold up.
Love your life and what you’ve been given. It is not accidental
