Love at first sight? Is that even possible? There are a lot of people who seem to think so. I am not one of them. When you first see someone, you judge their outer appearence. What they are wearing, their hair, their eyes, body type, ect. If you find them physically appealing, you might consider that love at first sight. But really all that is is lust. Nothing more. To truely love someone, you have to know them. You have to spend time with them and learn what makes that person who they are. All the little quirks that are unique to them. Of course no one is perfect. So to really honestly love someone, you have to love their flaws too. Not like them, but them them in spite of the flaws.
Now for the question of soul mates. Is there such a thing? Is there really someone out there designed by God to be 100% perfect for you? And if there is just one, how do you go about finding this person? And in the event that you do happen to find them and something happens to them, what then? Is that it? Are you supposed to spend the rest of your life alone, with just your memories of that person to keep you warm at night? Or is it possible that, in the event something happens to your soul mate, there is another out there somewhere? And if that is so, then that would mean that both of them are perfect for you, right? And if they are both right for you, then is it just a matter of chance that you met the first one first? Or was the first one not really the one for you?
P.S. I apologize for my random musings. I had some very strange dreams last night that made me think of this stuff.
If you had to give up one of your favorite foods, which one would it be?
Since I recently (and by recently I mean in the past year) was diagnosed with diabetes, I did have to give up a lot of my favorite foods. This did not make me happy!!! lol
I think the easiest to give up was the pastas. Not that I can't eat them anymore, I just can't eat them like I used to. Which is a good thing I guess. It has helped me lose weight, and as any woman will tell you, that's always a good thing!
The hardest thing to give up (which I really just had to cut back on, not stop eating altogether) was potatoes. I didn't realize until I was told not to eat them, how often I actually did. It didn't seem like a lot at the time, but I ate potatoes in one form or another nearly everyday. My husband and children did not appreciate the change in their meals due to my new dietary guidelines. But if I can't have it, I'm sure not going to serve it to them!!!!
I was talking with some friends a few nights ago, all of whom I went to school with. We got to talking about people we knew in school, and what we knew of them now. And it made me want to get in touch with people from my past. Then I started thinking (which can sometimes be a very dangerous activity for me). I thought about how much I have changed in the years since I graduated, and everything life has delt me and the way I have handled it. And talking to a certain friend about they way she was back then and why made me realize that I didn't really consider why people did the things they did back then. I never even stopped to think about why they might be complete jerks. I just assumed that's they way they were and I didn't want anything to do with it. Not that I had a rough time in high school. Actually, no one really gave me any problems. From what people tell me now, everyone just thought I was shy, quiet, smart, and likeable. What most of them didn't know was that when I smiled at them, I wasn't smiling for the reasons they thought I was. I was smiling because I thought they were complete idiots and that they shouldn't speak unless they could improve the silence. Hearing nothing was preferable to the meaningless gossip and ramblings that they were constantly spouting.
Now I look back at that and think, wow! I was the jerk! People might not have known it, but I was probably the biggest jerk there. Not that I thought these things about everyone. There were a lot of people I actually liked, But as a whole, I really didn't like people.
So as I think about getting in touch with people from my past, I wonder what they really thought of me. Did they do the same thing to me? It scares the hell out of me to even conteplate talking to some of these people now. I wonder if it is worth it to talk to them or are they going to blow me off? And do I really want to know what they thought of me? Or worse, what they think of the person I have become?
Ok I know that I don't always call people back and I have a tendency to not talk to my friends for weeks at a time sometimes, but darn it I'm busy. I take care of kids all day, go to the gym so that I can try to lose some weight, then I have to make dinner, give Cadin a bath and get him to bed. And that's on a good day! I don't always have time to just drop everything to listen to other peoples problems. I would love to help as much as I can, but I'm only one person and I can only do so much.
So does that give other people the right to get mad at me and treat me like crap? I don't think so. So I didn't call back when I said I would. I'm sorry. But you know what, I am always there for all of my friends and family when it's serious. If one of them goes in the hospital, you can be sure I'm there. If they have a serious problem, I'm always there to listen. All they have to do is call. And everyone knows that.
So I'm sorry if I can't always be the first to call, or I don't have time to listen every time you have a bad day. I have a life to you know! And if this offends you, too bad. Get over it or find someone else to whine to!!
