Seek More Hugs

I think too often I put the needs of others before my own.

This creates good karma, I hear. Good, I'm happy to hear that. And I'm always there to help or lend a hand or a shoulder to cry on. However, I find that this gets taken for granted. And due to loyalty, I forgive or let those taking me overstay their welcome. Am I too forgiving? Too understanding? Too empathizing? Wherein, they see this pillar of stone that seems defy the laws of physics - and ability to crack, tear or erode over time - and it's I'm not like that.

Delicate like a flower frozen by snow, blown by wind or trampled by the feet of those so self-involved they forget to look down to maintain the beauty presented by chance in life.

Often I find that the most violent, hardened people are just soft survivors once you get to know them. The other 10% are probably just insane. No child is born violent. We are born weak and needing and require touch and love and attention to grow and flourish. Without that, we are lost.

Perhaps that's why parents come in pairs. You need the parents to care for the child, but also to care for one another. Sometimes I feel I lack that in a lot of relationships - or all shapes and sizes and denominations and levels. I care for another person and I do so in spite of myself. I get lost in their problems and making sure they're okay. And then I'm not.

Good trait. Bad trait. Something in the middle? I don't know, but I realize relationships all should sustain revolving evaluation. Also, I like hugs and should seek more of them.