Shifting Seasons, Shifting Paradigms

Have you ever noticed that the worst way to
miss someone is when they are right beside you and yet you can never have them
. . . when the moment you can’t feel them under your fingertips you miss them?

 
Have you ever
wondered which hurts the most; saying something and wishing you had not, or
saying nothing and wishing you had?

 
I guess the most
important things are the hardest things to say. They are the things you get
ashamed of because words diminish them, words shrink things that seemed
timeless when they were in your head . . . to no more than living size when
they are brought out . . . Don’t be afraid to tell someone you love him/her. If
you do, they might break your heart . . . but if you don’t, you might break
theirs.

 
Have you ever
decided not to become a couple because you were so afraid of losing what you
already had with that person? Your heart decides who it likes and who it
doesn’t. You can’t tell your heart what to do. It does it on its own . . . when
you least suspect it, or even when you don’t want it to.

 
Have you ever wanted
to love someone with everything you had, but that other person was too afraid
to let you? Too many of us stay walled because we are too afraid to care too
much . . . for fear that the other person does not care as much, or at all.

 
Have you ever loved
someone and they had absolutely no idea whatsoever? Or fell for your
best-friend in the entire world, and then sat around and watched her fall for
someone else? Have you ever denied your feelings for someone because your fear
of rejection was too hard to handle? We tell lies when we are afraid . . .
afraid of what we don’t know, afraid of what others will think, afraid of what
will be found out about us. But every time we tell a lie . . . the thing we fear
grows stronger.

 
Moral: Life
is all about risks and it requires you to jump. Don’t be a person who has to
look back and wonder what they would have, or could have had. No one waits
forever . . .

Happiness is a state of mind.  Its what you make of the situation.  Its an illusion brought about by positive stimuli in the environment.  Its a goal sought by restless souls. 

Could it be possible that some are just destined to be deprived from happiness?  Where strife and struggle are the common ingredients in their life’s daily recipe?

I remember a saying by Edward Judson: "Success and suffering are vitally and organically linked.  If you succeed without suffering, it is because someone suffered for you; if you should suffer without succeeding, it is in order that someone else may succeed after you."

I often wonder if this is truly my lot in life.  I was given a healthy body, a brilliant mind, work that I just love doing, interesting friends, and a loving family.  Yet happiness is still out of my reach.  I am so thankful for all that I was given, but if you think about it, I’m given the perfect coping mechanisms to face unhappiness on a daily basis.  And that is what I’ve been doing for the past 3 decades…coping.  Is it possible that I was designed this way to make sure that I perpetually remain in this restless state to make sure that others are happy? Talk about your all-around buffer.