The rubberband
How much stretching can a rubberband take before it breaks and snapps the fingers of the person stretching it? How big of a mark, welt or otherwise, will it leave when it does break? Have you ever thought of your life, your realtionships in terms of a rubberband? Stretching and contracting. You always have moments in your life and relationships when you move away from someone for a while, then move back? Those times in your life when you seem so diconnected so stretched beyond your means that you feel like snapping? Then there are those times when things seem to be perfect, round and wonderful.
Well if you think about it in terms of a rubberband it makes an odd sort of sense, doesn't it? There are those times when a rubberband just hangs around or is stretched out so long that it gets all brittle and breaks at the slightest stretch? Have you ever had a relationship that at the slightest wrong step broke, shattered like that old rubberband?
Have you ever been frightened that a relationship would break, that it had been in that rut, that stretched rut for so long that it would break at the slightest miss step? Have you worried that it would never be the same again? That you would never be able to let it gain it's old shape back? Would it ever gain that nice, soft round shape again? You hope beyond hope that letting it rest in one place will let it regain its suppleness.
Then when you finally remember to pick it up and move it, when you finally find the time to try to return it to its former place. That relationship has completely been destroyed. It is broken in twenty places, sticky in some, brittle in others but still laying there broken, bent and useless. Unfixable.
Is there a way to make a stretched out, brittle rubberband gain its spring back? If so can you do the same with relationships? Can they gain their old, wonderful fullness and funfilled times again? I would really like to think so. If there is some way to make them happy and fun and back the way they were. Or if not completely the way they were then at least mostly back the way they were. Filled with a different type of fun.
Well if you think about it in terms of a rubberband it makes an odd sort of sense, doesn't it? There are those times when a rubberband just hangs around or is stretched out so long that it gets all brittle and breaks at the slightest stretch? Have you ever had a relationship that at the slightest wrong step broke, shattered like that old rubberband?
Have you ever been frightened that a relationship would break, that it had been in that rut, that stretched rut for so long that it would break at the slightest miss step? Have you worried that it would never be the same again? That you would never be able to let it gain it's old shape back? Would it ever gain that nice, soft round shape again? You hope beyond hope that letting it rest in one place will let it regain its suppleness.
Then when you finally remember to pick it up and move it, when you finally find the time to try to return it to its former place. That relationship has completely been destroyed. It is broken in twenty places, sticky in some, brittle in others but still laying there broken, bent and useless. Unfixable.
Is there a way to make a stretched out, brittle rubberband gain its spring back? If so can you do the same with relationships? Can they gain their old, wonderful fullness and funfilled times again? I would really like to think so. If there is some way to make them happy and fun and back the way they were. Or if not completely the way they were then at least mostly back the way they were. Filled with a different type of fun.