The only difference between lost and wandering is perspective.
The little girl was carrying her father’s camera with the strap around her neck and the camera dangling down below her knees. He had inevitably spent some time watching her kick and swing this expensive piece of equipment but he didn’t seem to be bothered by it. Instead, he bought her a muffin she…
The only difference between a friend and an enemy is one slip of the tongue, one step in the wrong direction, one mistake it’s too late to redeem. I very rarely encounter conflicts harsh enough to rebuke my friendship. I generally stray from drama and communicate well enough that my friends stick and enemies don’t exist. But there’s one conflict I have a hard time justifying and forgiving. And this week, someone I trusted pushed those boundaries. For twenty-five years, I have had a difficult time trusting people around me, regardless of scenario or relationship. In the past seven years, I’ve gone to counseling and started journaling and processing and growing in that area so that I might become more vulnerable. And when that trust is willfully and recklessly broken, it feels as though I have to go back to the beginning and start the whole process all over.
If you have problems with misconstruing or exaggerating the truth in a way that can harm those around you, please do me a favor and exclude me from your life. I would rather you turn around and leave my life without a word than stay and leave me with a broken heart. When you begin to tarnish my relationships, my career and my life with your selfishness, you become my enemy. And as much as I want to be graceful and merciful, it’s hard to mend a friendship with a broken heart. Goodbye friend, hello enemy. I’m sorry it’s come to this. Now leave.
Grand Canyon, Arizona