Funny how things change....

It's funny how we go through life with certain friends and groups of friends and then as our life changes, so do those friends. People we thought would be in our lives forever fade away and new people shuffle in. People we didn't expect to be friends with suddenly become some of our best friends. Life is constantly changing.

My boss told me the other day that if you don't work hard in life and make things hard for your self than life ends up being hard. We were talking about working out, but it applies in all aspects, when you think about. If you train yourself by constantly pushing yourself to be better, to work harder than other people, then when disappoint or sadness finds you, you're going to be well equipped to deal with whatever life presents.

I guess my point in writing about both of these is that we often find in life that there are some friendships that are worth trudging through quick sand to save and some that could disappear tomorrow and we'd let them fade with the sun. The trick is finding out and learning which ones are worth the effort. Personally, I've tended to look at life like all of my friendships are that important to me. But in reality, there several that I would go to the ends of the earth for. Others that I would trudge through mud for, and others that would simply let fade with time. I'm beginning to learn the difference in my friendships and learning that it's okay to not be best friends with everyone. In fact, the friends that I do call best friends have earned that title. They've been there for me through bad times and through good and have proven themselves worthy of my devotion. Others? Not so much.

So here's to the friendships that are worth trudging through hell for. And for the others? Eh, keep them around as long as it's beneficial. Once it's no longer beneficial, quit putting in so much effort.

It's funny the things that trigger a memory....

Sometimes it's the day of the year...like my friend, who blogged about his deceased father in law
Sometimes, it's a song that triggers a memory...like my friend Janet, who blogged about a song that often times reminds me of her wedding.
Sometimes, it's a smell, or a car driving by, or even just a chain of events that happen in a particular order more than once that triggers your memory of a moment already passed.
Each time it happens, no matter what triggers the memory for me, I find myself lost in the moment. Lost in thought about things that have happened before. both good and bad.

Today, my husband sent me beautiful flowers for our anniversary. He carefully selected an arrangement that included my favorite flower, the stargazer lily. If you've ever been around stargazers, then you know that the fragrance is strong and they have a very distinct smell. Today, the fragrance is triggering memories of our wedding; where stargazers were also present and very fragrant. Today, the memories triggered are happy ones. Ones of love and joy and a fun party!


But it's not every day that a memory lost triggers happy thoughts. Sometimes, it brings up the memory of a lost friend or loved one. Sometimes, it's a moment in time that you'll never get back that you might regret.

Which makes cherishing the memory triggers like today's even more important.

There are some joys that will last us a lifetime. Marrying my best friend, has been one of those joys.

If you love animals....

You should check out this live feed of two bald eagles and their babies.

http://www.ustream.tv/decoraheagles


That is all. It's AMAZING.

3 YEARS! 3 YEARS! Wahoooooooo!!!

Tomorrow is my 3 year wedding anniversary. This weekend, as I was hanging out with the hubs, I realized just how incredibly lucky I am to have married my best friend. I may not always think that, but after some unexpected twists of fate from a few friends of mine, it was nice to realize that the majority of the time, he does put my feelings before is and thinks about his actions might affect me before he goes through with any kind of plan.

I wrote last week that it's probably expecting too much to think that my friends would do the same thing, and it's true. But what I'm realizing is that I really only need my one best friend. My true best friend. My soul mate.

Happy 3 year anniversary to us! Here's to another 3 years and another and another and another and another and another and another and another and another and another and another and another and another and another and another and another and another and another and another and another and another and another and another and another and another and another and another and another and another and another and another and another and another.

here's some wedding photos in honor of our big accomplishment! 

Here's my handsome guy (I love this photo...he seems....happy!)

"Let us be grateful to people who make us happy, they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom. "
~Marcel Proust

It's a blessing and a curse......

I wear my heart on my sleeve. Especially when it comes to friends and family. I've never been good at being very guarded, and I've kind of always cared more about others than I probably should. I've always put other people's feelings before my own. In some instances, it's a blessing. I've been able to be there for people when they needed me and put my own anger or whatever aside to do what needed to be done.

Other times, it's a curse. I've learned in a rather unpleasant way this week that most people only think about themselves when making decisions. They don't consider other people's feelings and they do what will be fun for them regardless of what might be involved otherwise. I know that the hurt they inflict is unintentional, but it's still being inflicted. And to them, I know that it makes no sense. Because, if you're not someone who wears your heart on your sleeve, then you're never going to understand how it might feel for a friend to not consider your feelings when making  a choice.

Moral of the story? I've got to quit caring so much. I've got to get tougher and protect me more so that I don't end up in situations where I'm the one being hurt. If I'm the only friend in the relationship who is putting thought into how my actions might affect the other person, then I'm the fool. 

Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on ME.