by M. J. Joachim
I think it’s the differences that make the difference. Ordinary is to just so-so as extraordinary is to new, thrilling and exciting.
There are times to be ordinary. There are times to be extraordinary. Then again, there are times to be neither, attempting to be a fly on the wall.
The reality is that we’re all in this together, which is not to imply that none of us count or all of us count just the same. No, there are some of us who were born to succeed more than others. (Define your definition of success.) There are some of us meant to be supporters in a world of grand proportions. At times, I think we’re all of the above.
It’s not about letting go of or forgetting anything that’s ever hurt us. It’s about learning the lessons readily available from every ounce of pain we carry, as we live out our days unable to wash the slate clean, because sometimes, those blades cut too deeply - we bleed too profusely. It’s real when life cuts you to the quick like that.
Who stands tall at the end of the day is not necessarily the one holding the knife either.
Unless of course bitterness and grudges reveal less than stellar dispositions, after being cut in the first place.
Oh, the things that give us things to think about…
Happy Monday Dear Blog Friends,
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