Lessons learned

At almost 33 years old, I would like to think I have figured out life.  Of course, the truth is, I haven't, nor will I ever figure out all of life's mysteries.  If that were even possible, I fear people would just shrivel up and die because there would really be little left to live for since all the excitement would be over.  Over the last three months I have learned a lot lessons about myself, others, and life in general. 

Starting with the positives will make me feel like a glass is half full kind of gal, so here goes. 

First, and most importantly, I have learned that some people can, in fact be trusted.  Not everyone who finds out my flaws and quirks is going to turn it against me or just leave.  Many times, this has been my experience; retraining myself to think otherwise has taken a lot of work on my part, and on the part of the people who have taken the time to show me, without getting sick of me.  I still have a long way to go here, but I'm really trying.

At the same time, I have learned never to trust anyone more than I trust myself.  With the exception of God, who is always looking out for me, and a small select handful of friends who I know have my back when I don't have it myself, no one else should be trusted to take my best interest into account.  People are inherently greedy, and while many don't set out specifically to serve their own best interest, in the end that is always to goal.  Not that this is a bad thing; I consider it just the way life goes.  This includes myself, whether I realize it or not.

I've also learned that good enough is often just that - good enough.  While I still believe it is always important to put my best effort into all that I do, there are times when my best effort isn't perfection, which is okay.

I think I'll end there, on a positive note.  And by sharing a favorite quote of mine:

All the art of living lies in a fine mingling of letting go and holding on.
Henry Ellis