Relationships take work.
I know all of the platitudes, platitudes? Is that the word I want? perhaps…
“it should just be easy”
“if it’s work it’s not love”
“it should just come naturally”
So here’s the deal.
That, ALL of that is bullshit. Absolute one hundred percent BULLSHIT.
Relationships take work. In order for them to be a success, for them to thrive, due diligence must be paid. In this busy world, this thoroughly connected, overly booked world that we’re all living in, you must make a conscious decision to throw a little attention to your relationships. Pick up the phone. Send a text. Mail a card. Write an email. Connect on social media.
And if these connections are coming to you? It is imperative that you make the choice to stop for the five seconds it takes, and respond. Touch back.
I realize that there have been weeks and weeks that I just take take take. I will read a blog post and move on to the next one. I’ll read an email and not respond. Just take.
And that is self serving and if I let it go on long enough, just plain ass rude.
Relationships take work.
They take effort.
They require a choice. A choice to make time, be it five seconds or an entire day, to put that relationship at the top of the list.
I understand life is nuts. I feel like I am perfectly qualified to say that I UNDERSTAND a busy life. I know that it’s easy to take for granted those steadfast people in your rolodex, and push them to the back thinking, “they’ll understand.” And they probably will. We ebb and we flow, don’t we? In every area? It’s human nature.
But at some point, without a little tenderness, a little love, a the actual display of such…things dry up and dissolve. It’s so easy, isn’t it, to just tuck our heads and forge into the fray? Put on our blinders and focus on the endgame.
“as soon as I get this paper written.”
“wait till Spring Break”
“we’ll find some time, sometime…”
I’m so guilty of it. Absolutely. Taking for granted those people that have been in my solar system, rotating around, hanging there patiently waiting for time.
Taking into consideration all that we’re all dealing with, trying to navigate this life, this year, this new path, it’s understandable when we get lazy. But the fact of the matter is it hurts to feel ignored. To be shoved to the back of the line. To consistently be denied that time. To be guaranteed 5th place.
This past weekend was exhausting. It really was. But it was worth every second on the road, driving in the rain, coming home and hanging out and watching tv till midnight with friends…totally worth it to throw a little tenderness and attention onto some relationships that I’ve been neglecting.
It’s infinite in it’s finiteness.
We’re all so aware of it this year.
So my goal, is to keep things flowing instead of ebbing. To be present, to be responsive. To give more than I take.
That kind of work?
Better than winning the lottery.