When people show you who they are, believe them the first time…Maya Angelou
When I saw this quote in a church window, it stopped me in my tracks.
I’ve been so tormented by the actions of others, it feels as if I’ll fall right off the edge.
You never know who the messenger is, so when my friend Chris came to see my new place he became the channel.
I suffer from chronic disappointment because of behavior having little control over. Getting mad at those in your life who toss you curves, is like getting mad at rain. What’s the point? It’s such a no-brainer, you ask yourself, why can’t you get it, once and for all?
He sat on one of my vintage wicker chairs with the braiding coming loose and said, “You knew that A was unwell…on so much medication…and after abandoning you twice before, how can you be so shocked?…
And J, as he sat at lunch maligning his long-term girlfriend, didn’t you realize, he’d do the same to you? As far as the sofa twins go, they’ve disappointed you how many times before?”
I sat there as if water was poured on my head.
As stupid and primitive as it sounds, I just want to be loved. When those random schooners sailing through my life smash into their docks so unexpectedly, I’m truly stunned. I’m not sure I want to believe those out of the gate will be such a disappointment. Maybe the dream of truth and grace is worth the sad outcome. I want to believe the best of people, glean the good, rid my heart of the rest. But the late, great Maya did have a point.
When those you meet spread their wings to show their true colors, try not to close your eyes.