it is not just men that can't read minds. All people in the world make assumptions about how people feel about them. How does anyone really know how you feel unless you tell them in some way? I live on they principle regularly. Usually from a negative perspective, for instance I often say to people that if you don't tell me what I am doing to upset you how can I adjust my behavior to prevent that? What about the other way around? How are people whom you love supposed to know that you do in fact love them unless you come out and hit them with it straight on? Actions do speak loudly, but it is words that set the foundation for those actions to mean something.
This is a letter to my friends, those people who are not related to me and therefore not required to like me or dedicate any prat of their life to anything to do with me. I know my personality is something else to behold. I understand that who I am is the gift that I was given, I must accept it for what it is and use it as the tool to impact this world in as positive a way as possible. However, my personality such as it is can be challenging for even the best of friends.
I make it my goal to ensure that I stay in contact with my friends, calling, texting, seeing them, being a part of their lives. The good, the bad, the everyday. I aim for this goal and do not always achieve it. It is all to easy to get caught up in the day to day and determine that you do not have even the time for a text message. Really? no time for a text? Ridiculous, but it happens frequently. I apologize to all of you.
Each of you are a gift to this world. Your personalities are vibrant colors and textures that give me perspective and understanding to so much. I am honored that you all would allow me to be a part of the greatness that you are. You open your lives to include myself Rob and my lovely daughter. There is no expectation of performance so to speak, you accept me in my raw form and I am grateful. You allow me to butt myself into your doings and never send me packing. I am so grateful for you.
I think about all of you often, when I do I should tell you and I am not consistent enough in doing that. It's so important to know you are thought of. The comfort of knowing someone out there who isn't required to, cares enough to think about you and your well being. I am thinking of you, praying for you to be blessed beyond measure, asking Him to present me an opportunity to grace you with a blessing.
You make me a better person and I thank you.
Love to you!
Tristanne
