Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Sometimes, we forget.

We forget the little things.

We forget that every action we make is permanent.
We forget that no matter how much we apologize, nothing can ever take back something that hurt someone else.
We forget to tell people when they've hurt us.
We forget to enjoy the sweet baby breaths.
We forget that the laundry/dishes/TV/computer will wait for 10 minutes without irreparable harm while we sit beside our children's bedsides and stroke their hair.
We forget that making the decision to cater first to our families will most likely be the one with the best outcome for our future.
We forget to be faithful to ourselves, even if it's once in a while.
We forget sometimes to balance being faithful to ourselves with being a well-rounded, good person.
We forget to make ourselves happy, and we lose ourselves in the daily grind of trying to eke a living from this crazy, unstable society.
We forget to tell our significant others how much we love and appreciate them.
We forget that it's okay to make dinner from a cardboard box and to serve it on paper plates every once in a while.
We forget that it's important to sit down as a family and share a good meal.
We forget our family.
We forget that while it's great to speak up for yourself, sometimes what you say isn't worth the pain it might cause the person on the other end.
We forget to appreciate the opportunity to shut the fuck up.
We forget to apologize when we underestimate the opportunity to shut the fuck up.
We forget that when Da Momma ain't happy, ain't NOBODY happy.
We forget that sometimes it's okay to lose a fight or two to your children. They need to learn that at one time or another, everyone loses - even Mommy and Daddy.
We forget that it's okay to show our children that we're not perfect.
We forget that it's not always okay to do something just because someone else has done it.
We forget that it's okay to compromise, and that it doesn't always need to be our way or the highway.
We forget to speak up for something or someone when we know in our hearts that it's right.
We forget to speak up when we know in our hearts that something is wrong.
We forget that sometimes, it's our fault and no one else's.
We forget that karma has a way of coming out in the wash.
We forget to pay attention to that little warning bell in the pit of our stomach.
We forget to look at every side of a decision before making it.
We forget that it's not okay to feel this unhappy.
We forget that it's okay to want and expect more of the good things that we deserve.
We forget to give ourselves credit.
We forget that feeling this unhappy, sad, restless and frustrated should be motivation to get up and do something about it.
We forget that we are the ones in control of our own destiny.
We forget that nothing is going to just come to us, we have to go to it.
We forget that things that seem ideal and perfect in the beginning usually reveal themselves to be the complete opposite by the time all is said and done.
We forget that we should be accepted because of who we are, not in spite of it.

Sometimes, kittens, I forget. How about you?

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Aunt Becky said...

I forget a lot. Mostly names, but that's the meds.

Sassy Pie said...

Damn Topamax anyhow... ;)