Do you find it hard to be you? I do, and the older I get the harder it is to be me. The reason? More people are in my life who are really dependent upon me being a good me and not just me. Life’s complexities, most of which are human to human require a Lee Benson that I can’t pull off. I am a self-centered scoundrel at heart and those are traits that do not foster good relationships with others—and life is mostly just that, relationships with others. The main relationship is with God for in that all the others find their rightful place in me and my attention. God is so kind in that He is present, personally, and backed up by the world He created. That, the personal part, and it, the created world, are all fundamental for me to be a me that will and can thrive in community with all other humans; every one of the 328.2 million in America, a few of which I will run into today. Again, it is hard being me, and that’s a lot of humans, and the ones I will bump into today have a right to expect me to be at my best. Boy, do I need help!!! Thank YOU!!!
One of my latest pieces, Number Your Days. |
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