The Time Has Finally Arrived.
The time has finally arrived for me not to care. The time has come for me to let other's lives progress as they may. The time has come for me to see my own way through. When I was a child my father would constantly say to me "You can't save everyone". Only now at this age do I see what he could have possibly meant. I wonder if at one time, my dad was a 20-something with compassion for every friend and relative and lover he'd ever had, and then had to give up on them all to take care of himself. People are like faulty missiles. They are going to go in all unpredictable directions and they are going to do it fast and eventually they either detonate or they dont. But thats the thing, you cant guide them and you dont know if they will explode or not. The best thing you can do is know what direction you are going and take control of your life. The direction I go in is my choice. Whether I detonate or not is my decision. Life doesnt happen. I happen to life. In trying to get all those who I cared for to know that, I myself became a faulty missile. What blows my mind is that I was saved......Yes......I was actually saved and made to see my potential and direction. Crazy, eh? And to you, who saved me.....I thank you and I owe you my life. You know who you are. I thank you for taking the normal progression of this world out of my mind and just letting me be who I am without fear. You have truly done a wonderful thing.....And you know....Deeds such as this dont go unrewarded ;)