Diamonds in the rough. posted 11/3/2009 3:08:38 PM | 11 kudos what's this?     report abuse tagged: life, past, lessons, love

CHARLIgurl1

Over the years we lose bits of ourselves, and not just physical bits removed in surgery etc, I mean emotional bits.

Think for a moment and ask yourself if you are still the same person emotionally you were 10 years ago or even 20.

Life can leave not only positive influences, but they can also leave scars, a wound in the place where a part of us was.
Maybe our sense of adventure has gone, our patience, trust, or even sometimes compassion for others can be swept away by life’s misfortunes or by the hands of others..

Staying who we are is virtually impossible as each stepping stone in life brings new challenges and hurdles to overcome.

Each stage in our lives brings new insight to people and life, a teaching process that we will never stop learning most likely until the day we die.

As we get older, we become more suspicious, less trusting, we use the lessons of previous experiences to guard ourselves against the pain reoccurring.

And with it comes a price, we distrust so much that often the good people of this world get left out in the cold, we pass up on the opportunity to make new friends or lasting relationships because our wounds have not healed, we put everyone in the same boat, telling ourselves that we are being self preserving.

We judge too quickly, make snap decisions about characters and deeds without really going in to finding out more that could often prove us wrong.

Being brought up in a loving home, I didn’t know abuse or cruelty, neither did I have brothers or sisters, so I didn’t know much about sibling or friend rivalry until I went to school.

My ‘soft nature’ as my Nan always described it as, brought me bullying and teasing, I couldn’t understand nasty natures, or why they would be so unkind.

I began to distrust friends, reading in to what they said for ulterior motives.

As a teenager and in to my early twenties, I had a small list of friends, only the ones I know or thought I could trust.
But my sense of adventure still remained, I wanted to see the world, travel and experience other cultures.
I still had not however used my distrust in boyfriends which would be to my downfall.

Cheated on and emotionally abused, it left me with a sense of preservation that built a high wall, so high that I couldn’t even see true worth when it was right in front of me.

I put all my energy and devotion in to my 2 girls, they became the only things that mattered to me most.

I eventually met Gregg, who himself was learning to trust again after being badly hurt, and together we formed a friendship over 2 years before we met in person.

I still have my compassion for animals that will stay with me for as long as I breathe, my devotion to my girls remains intact….

But somewhere in my life along the way, I lost a piece of my spirit, the trusting naive loving little girl that skipped in to school all those years ago, is now woman who has learnt life the hard way.

Regrets? I have none, because without the negative experiences I could not have learned what I have about human nature and how cruel some can be.

But there is also something else I have learnt, and that is after meeting Gregg, not everyone is the same.

I do not judge too quickly, I keep my mind open, but at the same time keep my guard.

Life is tough, it isn’t always easy, but remembering to learn without future judging is even harder…

And I now know, that there are diamonds…

Its just being open enough to finding them among the rough…

They are quite simply..




The diamonds in the rough.

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