Its funny, the human heart and soul, mixed into the blender of the human experience. We have all had those times in our lives when we are at our worst, everyone has fallen from there personal standard and path that they set for themselves, be it school, work, romance, or personal growth. Those times that we stray from our path happen for a reason. I believe that the content and character of a person is not who they are when they are on these paths, but who they are, and how they act when they stray from it. The saying in "Batman Begins" was "Why do we fall? To pick ourselves back up." And I believe in this message, but there is so much more to this small truth. I believe not only do we fall to rise again, but we fall and how we rise again is how personal growth happens. Some of us call on God and ask for guidance, some of us ask those who are close to us, "How did I get here? What can I do to rise again?" some do both. If one is at a place in their life and have fallen from their path, it’s easy to pass blame, to say, "Its this persons fault." Or "It was because of this event." But if we think about it the only one walking our personal paths, are us. The only thing that we can control in this life, is us; our actions, and reactions. For the last two years of my life, I have been slowly falling, slipping of my personal path, and I never even realized it until a friend I have known for less than a year, put me into a situation that required me to think about who I am, how I treat people, and what is important in my life. For years, I was a hurting unit, damaged but functional, and it took the insight of someone who had never known me when functional, to offer their hand and lift me up, and kick the emotional shit out of me, to put me back onto a path that they themselves had never seen me walk. It took some heart ache, and it took a friend of mine being put in the hospital from a car accident to wake the hell up, look around and think, "Life is good, and it is all around me." Time to pick myself up, brush off the dirt, the bruises, the blood, and start walking my path once more. To those of you who helped me pick myself up and grow, thank you. To those of you that have been affected by my behavior, I am sorry. In the end I personally hope to reach that never ending goal, of being the kind, compassionate, forgiving man that I know is waiting for me at the end of my path. I know that everyone in my life feels the same when they fall from their path, and the beauty of this is we know we are there for each other, to say, “Get up. Let’s go.”
Posted on: Thu, 15 Aug 2013 17:59:27 +0000