Three Things.

Monday, March 31, 2014

Three things.

1. Do you want to hear one of the greatest mathematical mysteries known to mankind? Here it is: why one can hear a large amount of compliments and nice things about themselves and hear one really hurtful and awful thing and how that one hurtful thing outweighs all the nice things you've ever been told. Like I don't sit around thinking "You know, I think these people are right -- I am pretty smart and nice and thoughtful." But I will (now) spend hours thinking "Maybe I am not a team player and I have a bad attitude and am bad at my job." Like that one incredibly hurtful thing holds way more weight than anything nice anyone has ever said to me about myself. It's the eighth wonder of the world.

2. I honestly think that perhaps this world would be a much nicer place if people got more hugs. I really learned today (if I didn't already know before) that when you want to crawl in a hole and die and your body actually hurts because you've been hurt so badly by someone's words and you are seriously about .02 seconds from screaming and pulling your own hair out, that pain can be almost totally removed by a genuine hug from someone who loves you. Just standing there and  being hugged while you cry provides so much relief. I mean, you'll still be hurt, hugs aren't magic, but what they do is prevent you from taking that very scary step off the ledge. It's amazing the physical change you feel when you're hugged. I knew I needed a hug today and, through the providence of the Good Lord, I happened to see my dad, when usually I wouldn't on a Monday evening. I honestly don't know what these poor children do without a hug from a mom or a dad. Well, I guess I don't know what adults do without a hug from their mom or dad either. Maybe all these people who are angry all the time and do things that hurt other people really just need a hug. Just a long hug from someone who loves them. I feel like this is something Kid President may want to look into if he hasn't already.

3. I am almost 30 years old, and I have been watching The Sound of Music for almost 27 years. That's a much longer story than I'll write right now, but suffice it to say that, without fail, if I feel like crap or I'm hurt or whatever, watching The Sound of Music is such a comfort. It's like being wrapped up in your favorite blanket. I hope you have something like that too.

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