Assigned Seats! The risk that we would not go through life as family, friends was always there. Small risk as family and friends, we learn, are the “everything” destination.We count on one hand the people we can really count on. When actions thunder louder than words we pick up our Barbie Dolls and go home. We threw the spaghetti against the wall. Some pieces stuck, as were the odds, the rest fell to the floor. Hold on to the pieces that stuck- make a sauce and spread it over the pieces we can claim as ours. We learn who our friends are quickly through joy and more so through tragedy. We get confused when people behave differently than we have when the tables were turned. Expectations get us into trouble. Reality is a hard pill to swallow. So we lick our hopefully not too deep wounds and find a seat that is always waiting at the right table.
We hold no grudges as it takes away from our pleasure. The “so be it’s” and the “let’s move on’s” enter the forefront. We hurt through the hard lesson of lose, in places where winning was our imagined close given. Embracing knowledge is no easier through harder lessons learned just more precious. We are apt not to make the same mistake again. Adage strong- “Don’t go to the Butcher if you want flowers.”