attachments
attachment - 1. The act of attaching or the condition of being attached.
2. Something, such as a tie, band, or fastener, that attaches one thing to another.
3. A bond, as of affection or loyalty; fond regard.
Lately i've been having to deal with getting used to things not always being there, one of my friends from middle school passed away a little while back and it wasn't like we were best friends or anything, but it still shook my foundation in some weird way. My friend was no older than i was and now he's gone. All the people who loved and still do love him now have to deal with the fact that they won't be able to see him anymore. I have yet to understand how one is able to grasp the fact that somebody who you are used to seeing everyday can just be gone. In time i'm sure you can move on and hope that tomorrow will just get better, but in the moment, what is one to do. The pain must be overwhelming and unbearable. Is there even a solution to this problem? Should be try and rid ourselves of all attachments in the world? Would that make us less of a person, and take away our ability to care for things? In my religion i was taught that having attachments to worldly things and worldly possessions is incorrect. Maybe incorrect is the wrong word, but it's understood that whatever is in this world will not do us any good after we die, so why attach ourselves to it? It all makes sense to me, but i just can't seen to get around the fact that without attaching myself to something, i don't think i could ever truly be close to it. That sense of attachment brings about a whole new type of relationship with the object or person. I guess it's fair to say it's somewhat immature to attach yourself to a prized possession, but what about a person? How are you to draw a boundary in which you say, you mean much more to me than most things, yet i am not truly attached to you, and if you were to disappear or go away, i would be fine with it. In doing so, it seems that you would sort of deprive yourself of truly being close with the person. Maybe we're supposed to realize these things, become close and learn to deal with the pain and understand that what happens happens, and it is all for whatever reason. It's just hard to do sometimes especially when you can't see a reason for what is happening. I suppose it's easier to have that "blind faith" and just say that everything happens for a reason, or for a greater good. Who knows! It's all just round about for myself, but one day it should all make sense.
R.I.P
stephen fox
2. Something, such as a tie, band, or fastener, that attaches one thing to another.
3. A bond, as of affection or loyalty; fond regard.
Lately i've been having to deal with getting used to things not always being there, one of my friends from middle school passed away a little while back and it wasn't like we were best friends or anything, but it still shook my foundation in some weird way. My friend was no older than i was and now he's gone. All the people who loved and still do love him now have to deal with the fact that they won't be able to see him anymore. I have yet to understand how one is able to grasp the fact that somebody who you are used to seeing everyday can just be gone. In time i'm sure you can move on and hope that tomorrow will just get better, but in the moment, what is one to do. The pain must be overwhelming and unbearable. Is there even a solution to this problem? Should be try and rid ourselves of all attachments in the world? Would that make us less of a person, and take away our ability to care for things? In my religion i was taught that having attachments to worldly things and worldly possessions is incorrect. Maybe incorrect is the wrong word, but it's understood that whatever is in this world will not do us any good after we die, so why attach ourselves to it? It all makes sense to me, but i just can't seen to get around the fact that without attaching myself to something, i don't think i could ever truly be close to it. That sense of attachment brings about a whole new type of relationship with the object or person. I guess it's fair to say it's somewhat immature to attach yourself to a prized possession, but what about a person? How are you to draw a boundary in which you say, you mean much more to me than most things, yet i am not truly attached to you, and if you were to disappear or go away, i would be fine with it. In doing so, it seems that you would sort of deprive yourself of truly being close with the person. Maybe we're supposed to realize these things, become close and learn to deal with the pain and understand that what happens happens, and it is all for whatever reason. It's just hard to do sometimes especially when you can't see a reason for what is happening. I suppose it's easier to have that "blind faith" and just say that everything happens for a reason, or for a greater good. Who knows! It's all just round about for myself, but one day it should all make sense.
R.I.P
stephen fox