I’m not going to lie, it’s been a bit of a hard week. Emotionally - trying to make non-hormone based judgements and maintain a Christ-like attitude. Physically - my first and last semester has begun of taking only normal people classes (aka: non-science major classes). I thought it would be easier…it’s not.
So I was so thrilled to have 55 minutes while I waited for TJ to get out of class to just sit in the library and read what I wanted to read. I opened “Paper Towns” (I’m finally almost done!) by John Green and within minutes I read the most inspirational section out of a fiction novel that I had ever encountered:
“‘You know your problem, Quentin? You keep expecting people not to be themselves. I mean, I could hate you for being massively unpunctual and for never being interested in anything other than Margo…but I don’t give a shit, man, because you’re you…I’m too obsessed with a reference Web site to answer my phone sometimes when my friends call, or my girlfriend. That’s okay too. That’s me. You like me anyways. And I like you. You’re fun, and you’re smart, and you may show up late, but you always show up eventually.”
And it hit me like a ton of bricks. I realized in that moments after reading this that this is my problem with many of the people that I do have problems with…I expect people to be me rather than themselves. I expect people to react to situations the same way that I would and treat me in a similar way to how I would treat them and even treat other people the way I would treat that person…
But then the beauty of individuality is lost and the bitterness in your own heart would be in everyone else’s.
I love Sarah and Sophia and Emily and Sammy and Corwin and Kai and mom and dad and TJ and Kristen and Katelyn and Carlye and all my other friends…I love them for the beautiful, unique, and irreplaceable people that they are. So many disagreement that have been had can all go back to, "well I wish that you would have done this”or “I wish you would have said that"…well if said person does everything your way, you’re sure to lose the strength and the valuableness of the relationship.
Now not everything is inexcusable because that person is just “being themselves”. Somethings are downright rude or wrong or selfish…but a whole gigantic lot of things…yeah, they’re just related to the fact that you are you and they are them…
and that is a beautiful thing.
So that it my mission for the future. I want to do better at seeing my loved ones as people who are incredibly opposite of myself…and learn to appreciate and find beauty in every lovely, different thing that they do.