Friendship

I saw a picture yesterday that reminded me of so many things – beauty, survival, adaption, friendship, beginnings and endings. A lot for one picture I know. 

The dandelion is a symbol to me of survival, overcoming the elements and thriving despite whatever comes your way. So much so I have it as a tattoo. 

A permanent reminder of where I’ve been and that through sheer perseverance I will go forward by the Grace of God. 

Some days I forget it’s even on my wrist and then others I keep looking at it thinking I can do this, I’ve been through other stuff, and I’m not going to allow my will to be broken or worn down to nothing. Sometimes it’s close because life is hard and there are challenges that can be overwhelming. Anyway they seem so at the time and then later maybe even years later you think ‘wow’ I’ve survived so much more than that one instance, heartbreak, or roadblock in life. I wasn’t promised a life without trials. Accepting that sooner rather than later helps although it doesn’t necessarily make it easier.

Something that does make life easier is family and I talk about mine quite a bit. I love them and they support me wholeheartedly, but for this blog I’m going to focus on friendship. I’ve had friends come and go. Lifelong. Some of my close friends I’ve gained later in my life. Friends are a treasure of support, love and laughter. Got to have some laughs! Maybe even be a bad influence.

Facebook has allowed me to stay connected because some live far away and when we are together you would never guess the time apart or distance. I have a friend that went to great effort to support my need for petty revenge. Bless her because I(we) reveled in that shit when it was over. I know I should’ve left it to God but my will was weak and I wanted to do it myself. Anger is ugly, exhausting business!

Last week I was traveling and had an opportunity to see a friend that I don’t get to see very often. He’s also someone that I connected to later in life. We have so many things in common and he totally gets my connection to the dandelion. We bonded last year over a discussion of tattoos. He didn’t realize mine was a dandelion and was telling his plans for a new one…you got it…a dandelion. We are of like mind and it was awesome to realize there was a guy me. Strange and maybe frightening for some.

I may struggle but I’m not alone. My network is full of family and some really awesome friends. They make the struggle bearable. The loneliness tolerable. They put sunshine in a rotten day. When they call and make you laugh or talk for hours about anything. Some have drug me home and tucked me in when needed – now that’s a real good friend. Or talk for hours about your favorite book or tv show. Really GOT is vital to my life.

Friendship can be found in many places and I’ve noticed in my life where I’ve picked them up along the way.

Change – when big changes were happening like job or moves

Sheer luck – don’t be surprised we just found each other

Time and opportunity – sometimes trust and interactions over a period time have to occur

I’m sure I’ve missed something but I read an article once that said friendship comes down to chemistry and proximity. If it’s truly proximity I’m screwed because a good portion of my closest friends live far away. 

You know that quote is the absolute truth! I have a high maintenance friend that does the same shit and I return the favor. That’s some serious love. ✌😍 

Just remember when times are tough, you’re having a bad day, you want to be the pick-me-up to someone else’s crappy day, share in some serious laughter, sarcasm or gossip reach out to your friend. If you don’t have a close confidant then you need to get out of your comfort zone. Those friendships sustain us during the good and the bad times. 

Proverbs 17:17 A friend loves at all times, and a brother is born for adversity. 

Addition:

My bestie sent me this meme, and we both thought it would be a great addition to the blog. ☺

Amen! I love the funny memories and definitely getting some priceless lessons.

-G.

Is this the right path?

Is this the right path?

Geez don’t know about you but I’ve been asking myself that question A LOT lately. Actually I’m thinking I’ve wandered off the path and I’m in the briers all tangled up and getting stabbed with the thorns. I feel a little scratched up and possibly bruised from the struggle. I start struggling even though its futile and I should just go straight to some prayer and ask for help right then…BUT that would be a big no because my pride is a bit extreme and wants to figure out a plan first. I’m telling you this does NOT help me at all because eventually I have to recognize, that I have absolutely no control over what is happening in my life. What I do have control over is how I’m going to react to it. Do I continue to struggle? Do I not seek some heavenly help and admit I need God to take the load? Do I welcome help when it comes to light and allow my pride to fall to the wayside? Pride is the root of my evil. It gets me every time!!!!

I will freely admit that I struggled for a day this time before I admitted to God that I was not in control, and could he please take the wheel of this out of control life I’ve got going on right now. Not only has he taken control but I was given some insights into why I’m in this situation. DO I LIKE IT? Yeah I’m screaming….that would be no but I recognize why it’s happening and that there is a plan. It’s not my plan, it’s God’s plan. Will I be Job and put my faith in God’s plan for me and those I care for, or do I really think I’m better and can come up with something even greater….just saying now that I don’t.

He has a purpose and maybe I don’t see all the parts of the plan, but my responsibility is to humbly accept it and know the results will be exactly what they should be. Maybe God has to make little changes for the big change to fall into place or maybe it’s a test and I need to fall in line. If you aren’t a believer I’m sure this all sounds strange, but my faith has sustained me since the day I accepted Christ when I was 8 years old. A big commitment that equals only one thing – Grace. Hard to image that I made such a momentous decision at an early age, but it has been a rock in my life even when it’s been a roller coaster. I’ve been on lots of strange paths and narrow winding ways that have felt dark and lonely in the beginning and then I remember I have Grace….I know Jesus. Is it an easy path…I would like to say yes, but the first part of this blog will attest to a big fat no. I always struggle and it’s because my pride gets in my way. Each day I don’t have a struggle is a day that feels blessed and like the burdens are weightless – if only I could remember that when I start to build the walls and make my own plans and design my own path – ugh I make it tough on myself.

To quote Forrest Gump ‘Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you’re gonna get.’

You feel like you have things going in the right direction and then BAM! Life smacks you right up side the head. So my reaction is to hold tight to my faith and know that there is a plan. That doesn’t mean I standby and let life bowl me over, but I do acknowledge my reality and move on. Perseverance seems to be my middle name anymore. I’m just going to reach into that box of chocolates and see what other tasty bite I can get out of this life. Enjoy the little things – Rule #32

My goal is to be a role model that my son can look up to and know that being responsible and accountable are expected and should be embedded into your life. It’s not an after thought or an option when it feels good or people might be watching. Even when you’re the only one, stand-up for what is right. It’s not always easy or the popular choice but then I have never taken either so why start now. Makes me want to do a ‘Twanda’ yell!!!

-G.