Thursday, June 16, 2011

So hard to say goodbye.... do you dare?

Thinking again.....

Thoughts rush as I lay here on my bed. I lay and reflect on the most random things. Just a little ancient history... haha, mine. I am the eldest of nine children. Crazy... okay, I'm done with that.

I am very outgoing, independent, loyal, strive for being the best and a sincere friend. There are countless times you meet people and for some reason just pass through your life like it was a blink of am eye. Then you meet a friend that means more than am acquaintance, and you just know you won't see them again. Then sometimes you get to a point to when you get tired of change, although you say you are strong ....the bridge is crumbling.

I love being part of peoples lives and at times the joy you share being friends. Funny thing, today I was with a customer who was writing a check and accidentally messed it up. This man was oh, about 68 or so. I thought it amusing that he shouted, "Aw shit!".... I responded with a what's wrong? I saw his mistake and calmly told him that it was an easy fix, and not to worry. He said, "sorry I was a banker and I hate making mistakes like this. I smiled and said its all good youre okay. By the end of the transaction I had him chatting about his vacation plans and about how he and I are lefties. I loved doing that... that encounter was good and will look forward to his next visit.

Life brings about so many variables to which we can't predict, only accept. I think that for whatever reason people leave a part of their shadows are left as memories of who they are or were. I guess I am a bleeding sentimentalist. If only, saying goodbye to wouldn't hurt so much....

This blog has nothing to do about riding a bike, but it is about riding the wave of life, meeting folks , making an impact, remembering and sharing that feeling in the same manner you would like to be treated, respectfully loved. Cheers!

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