People come and go. This is something we have all realized after the people who we thought were supposed to be around forever ended up walking away. Some believe that people are destined to be in our lives—that people come to serve their purpose and leave when they have fulfilled their duties. To most people, God puts people in and takes people out of our lives. Though I’ve battled with being torn between “What’s meant to be is meant to be” and “You have to go get what you want,” I’ve realized something: Staying is a choice, not destiny.
Some people just aren’t meant to be in our lives—I get that. God has a bigger picture with bigger people painted in it; however, God has also given us the ability to think freely. He has given us the freedom to determine our futures and friends and decide for ourselves what is right. He may know who is or isn't right for our lives, but we don’t. He allows us to live to discover these things. When we are wrong, we seek Him for guidance. However, I cannot say that successful friendships and relationships mysteriously fall into place. They require effort and passion.
If someone has a big heart and tries to see the best in everyone, they don’t walk out of peoples lives unless it’s obvious that it is not meant to be. I try to give everyone a chance. I understand that “everybody needs somebody.” I have always made the effort to ensure that not a single individual feels alone. Despite someone’s negative sides or the shadows of their past, I try to find the light that shines within them. I understand that everyone has more to them than what meets the eye (or in the world we live in now, the ear).
To the people who never gave me a chance or walked out too soon: I am not mad at you, nor do I hate you. Thank you for reminding me that someone with as big of a heart as I have deserves better people in their life. Thank you for teaching me that people aren’t destined to be in my life; they want to be in my life. Thank you for teaching me that trust is fragile and exceptional. You don’t deserve my trust, friendship or any good that I could have provided you—good that you didn’t want to see for yourself.
As Marilyn Monroe once said, "I'm selfish, patient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and sometimes hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, you don't deserve my best." Well said, Marilyn.
Sometimes, I wonder what life would be like if you had stuck around a little bit longer. It’s OK, though. Others have taken the time, and they’re still here. And that’s really all that matters.
To the people I am not close with anymore who walked out because they had to: thank you for sticking around as long as you could. Thank you for finding the good in me when others didn’t. Thank you for the memories and lessons our friendship/relationship provided. More importantly, thank you for seeing me as worthy enough to have had something with you.
For those who didn't deserve me: I’m still living life with or without you. For those who haven't walked out, you can join the ride, or not—the choice is yours.