Facebook has a feature called On This Day where you can see what you’ve posted on this day in previous years. I’ve never really been all that interested in this feature. I’ve looked at it from time to time but have posted only a handful of memories.
As I was getting myself ready to head over to my brother’s for Easter dinner, I received a text from my sister. My dad was headed back to the hospital for the second time since Monday.
Have you ever known someone who was coming off of a breakup and they said that nobody could ever replace their former partner? Perhaps you have even made such a statement yourself. Well, when someone makes a statement like that they are often more right than they could possibly know.
I never know exactly where inspiration for one of my entries is going to come from but it is better than having no inspiration at all. I had a couple of ideas for today’s post but as I was lying in bed earlier, this one came in and shoved all of them aside.
The topic of quality time came to my mind because of some recent events in my life. Some of them I’ve discussed, some I have not and a couple that are continuing to unfold. So this isn’t a post that comes to you entirely from left field.
When my friend graduated from bible college a decade ago, he came home with two very specific things that he was quite high on when it came to the question of dealing with people and how best to deal with an individual.
He wanted to determine a person’s personality type and their love language. He talked about these two things in particular with such frequency that I actually managed to learn quite a bit without really being taught. Simply by listening to him I was able to start expounding on those topics myself after awhile.
As time has passed, my memory of personality types has faded to a large extent. However, for some reason I still recall quite a bit about love languages.
This is the first time in 2016 that I have written more than one entry per day. Even when I posted multiple entries per day last year most often they were book reviews or something that didn’t relate to my own personal life. If you didn’t read my previous entry, I invite you to check that out as well.
I’m going to recommend that you check out her blog No Passing Fancy. I love the way she writes. I told her that I had pretty much pegged her age and I was able to do that in part because of her writing. She writes as someone who has experienced a lot in life which might have made me peg her as being older than she is but there is also still a sparkle of fun and youth that rings out in a number of her posts. She has experienced some difficulties in her life that are touched on in a few posts and still presses on and her love for her two children is quite apparent.
I’m not paying her those compliments because her most recent post is about things she’d like to see in South Dakota. I’m saying them because they are my honest assessments. This helpfully brings me back to the point of my post and the theme of honesty.
I have been a Christian since accepting Jesus Christ as my personal Lord and savior in my youth at roughly the age of 5. I haven’t regularly attended church in years and the last church service I attended was in November of 2011.
The reason I don’t attend church at the present is quite simple. I am actually holding on to one of my core beliefs by not attending church. I believe that for a Christian there is no place you should want to be or enjoy being at more than church. If you don’t want to be there, don’t enjoy yourself or view it as a chore then you’re better off not going. You’re not going to earn extra heaven points by going to church and having a miserable time.
Obviously, not everyone feels the same way I do on this particular issue. I have a friend who goes to church regularly. He never has fun, doesn’t really get anything out of being there, sometimes engages in other activities during the sermons to keep from falling asleep and has been very critical of a lot that goes on in his church. Yet unlike me, he still goes and I respect the fact that he does even if it sounds to me like he’d be a lot happier if he took himself out of it.
I know that I am currently dealing with a lot of issues, some of which are described here. I’ve written about some, intend to write about others and am keeping some to myself. Yes, dear reader, I actually do hold some things back in these entries. I try to be as open as I can be about my current mood problems, past battles with depression, experiences as a visually impaired individual and my struggle to find love. But that doesn’t mean I share everything.
The other day, I pondered what a future employer might think of me if they were to stumble upon this blog and my entries from early 2016. However, I don’t intend to change what I write about because there is a chance that these entries might help someone. Maybe someone will read them and think that they’re not alone and decide to press on and fight their battles. That may be naive or over-inflating the impact that these things might have but it is a chance I’m willing to take.
I truly am a nice person or at least that is what I try to be. One of the ways in which I try to live my life is to be kind to people. I try not to let my mood impact how I approach others. If I go out to eat, I could be having the worst day ever but I’m still going to be cheerful and polite with my waiter or waitress no matter what happens.
I want to be nice in that situation for a few reasons. The first is that they are not responsible for my bad day. They didn’t do anything to me, I just got to the restaurant, so taking it out on them is not what they deserve.
The second reason is that if I’m mean, I might be turning their good day bad or making their bad day worse. Neither of these two things is going to make me feel one bit better about myself.
However, if I am nice to them maybe that will improve their mood or their day. If that happens and they thank me, then there’s a chance I will also feel better.
When it comes to dealing with friends and family, it is a little harder. It is easier to let my anger or displeasure slip out. The reason for this is obvious. I have much more exposure time to friends and family than I do with someone taking my order and bringing me food at a restaurant. Even so, I do my best to try and be nice to friends and family regardless of mood.
When I reviewed the year 2014 I said it was a bad year and I was happy to see it go. Little did I know that it would not be long into 2015 before I was longing for the days of 2014.
A couple of bad things happened to me in 2014. I had a falling out with a couple of friends which was terrible. I broke up with my girlfriend, whom I was quite fond of and the reasons for that breakup are still not entirely clear to me almost 2 years later. Those two things by themselves were enough to make for a bad year but they were nothing compared to 2015.
Yesterday, I went to the South Dakota State Fair as planned. My mom can and got me at around 2 PM so I could do my thing.
My oldest brother had reserved a parking space for my parents just a couple blocks away from one of the gates. It is a good thing they did otherwise, it would have just been easier for mom and I to get on the bus at Wal-Mart or whereever and ride it there considering how far away some people were parking.
In yesterday’s post, I suggested that it might be a good idea for me to list all of the different things i am looking forward to over the next month. I reason that if I list all of those things each month it will serve as a reminder that I have positive things going on and perhaps doing this on a regular basis will help to provide stability to my mood. Besides, it is one new post a month for this blog.
The things I will list could be mondain to some people and to others it could be something that they are either not interested in or actually dreading. I’ll list each one and then talk about it briefly.