Life is difficult. Every morning I wake up, look at my clock and slowly make my way out of bed. Sometimes this chain of events happens “on time,” but more often than not, it doesn’t.
My mornings are usually filled with these one word commands – instructions on how to easily and effectively prepare for the day.
I am fortunate because I get paid to write for eight hours a day. I am unfortunate because this writing entails that I sit at a desk for eight hours a day.
I get off work at five and begin another series of commands.
Every so often my day is stopped. I meet someone or something that forces me to stop the monotony and reflect. This comes in a number of forms, but it never comes with a warning.
Recently, one such event occurred while on the phone with a friend who I’ve known for almost ten years. This friend brought up something I said to him during his visit while in college.
There’s something unique about a best friend’s insight into another’s life.
I deeply value this friend’s input, and make it a point to consult him on most major decisions in my life.
So here we were, on the phone, hashing up the past and I was stopped dead in my tracks. With no command to tell me what to do next, I had to listen. He told me what I said, how it made him feel and how it had taken him this time to approach me about the incident.
I ultimately apologized, realizing that I fucked up.
I wonder how I manage to find such people, and I question why these people continue to stick by my side.
I don’t have the answers to these questions, but I am certain that these people are in my life for a very specific reason: they are the driving forces behind my existence. They continue to shake me from the sleepless droll of everyday trappings, and force me to feel.
Without these relationships, my life would be meaningless. The connections I form with peers, friends and family shape my reality, and bring purpose to my life.
I value these relationships immensely, but every so often it takes a spark to remind me of why I am here. I value my life because I know people who understand and embrace love, and I feel wealthy because I know people who constantly seek to enrich my life.