I guess Lee Ann Womack nailed it when she belted that song
out. How many times have we been there? We say we are not going to fall for
someone and then out of the blue, one little smile and its all out the window.
Before we know what has happened we are picking ourselves up off the floor in
pieces. More times that I would like to say, I have been hurt by caring too
much. Even more times than that I have
sworn that I would not care and I would be ok with this one. Yet I continue to
get hurt and am a friend to many who do the same thing. Is it so bad? I would
rather go through life with pain than to live with nothing. Pain reminds me I
am alive and that I still care. It is a burden to bare a life lived without emotions.
We are creatures of love and compassion. We live our lives trying to be a part
of something and more of that time is spent trying to care. We gauge ourselves
and others on how they care. We almost set ourselves up to cause and feel pain.
Many even try to end things so they are the “hurt” ones just to look better in others
eyes. It’s pretty simple for me: I live, I love and I get hurt! I have even
told a few that I “was at their mercy” and knew that I would be hurt. Scars are
just tattoos with cooler stories. So as we travel down life’s road and get hurt:
ask yourself did I cause it? Did I give it my all? Can I live with how I behaved?
For you are the one who must live with your choices. It must be a sad lonely existence
to never know the sting of loves touch. I welcome the pain for the thought of
loving someone will always far out way the pain of it not working!
As we all know, work sux! It is a four letter word and we have to do it; those two make it bad enough. But why do we let our work consume us? I know people who hold jobs at all levels and many of them are consumed by their job. Don’t get me wrong I know job pride and the joy of a job well done; but I never let it consume me. Over the last few years I have noticed that employers no longer care about their employees and their morale. Has out sourcing taken the ultimate toll? Have we become desensitized to our own staff due to other countries eagerness to make the American dollar? Or is it that we just became a project management kind of work force? We all know the kind, well paid short lived and nothing matters but the project. It is simple for me: I am only as good as those that support and help me. Never would I ride the backs of people for my own status. Oh but wait, I am assuming we have leaders instead of managers. I have been fortunate to know leadership and have been called upon t...
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