Thursday, December 3, 2015

Things Happen

This year has been a wellspring of new friendships, a renewal of some unexpected old ones, and the coffin for others. What a difference a year makes?!

Friends who come and go and come back are not new to me. When you move around as much as I do, it becomes almost second nature. Making new friends gets easier. Losing friends becomes easier too. And, when I occasionally check in on my net friendships, all seems comfortably in the Black. Until this year...

The last 12 months have seen some heavy hits. My sister and I continue to be estranged and some very dear friends of mine have exited my life, some in a painful way. Libras are notorious for obsessively craving popularity and acceptance. It is a trait I both loathe and love about myself. Validation by acceptance is a powerful high and equally sickening low. To be pushed away is devastating to me.

I've not been the instigator of this year's exodus but I have allowed it, as one should in my opinion. Perhaps it is because I too have required a relationship Ctrl+Alt+Delete. It is interesting and uncomfortable to be on the receiving end but I understand and respect the process.

Luckily, I strongly believe things work out as they should inevitably. Things happen. That's all they ever do.