Friday, January 25, 2008

I wish

I Wish Life Were Easy.

I know what you're thinking: We ALL wish life was easy, but let me explain.

Try and remember back to when you were eight years old, and everything could be fixed with a bandaid and a hug from mom. You got married on the playground, and forgot about it before you went home. Life's biggest problems consisted of someone not letting you play four square with them, or someone refusing to trade thier brownie for your peanut butter cookie. You were best friends with EVERYONE on your street, but still had one special best friend who would collect your homework, or let you be your favorite Lion King character when you played 'imagination.' The drama consisted of a tiff between your mother about what time you went to bed. There were no boys involved, and the biggest hurt you could imagine was falling off your bike. You didn't need an outlet for your energy, or to get rid of all the bad stuff, because by the end of the day you were too exhausted to stay awake past 7pm anyways. Staying up til midnight on New Years was a challenge, and you would always like to prove everyone wrong, trying to stay up on the weekends. Faith was an easy thing to have. You thrive in the wonder of the world, and believe in something more.

Life was simple. Life was easy.
I miss that.

Now life is time management. You have to make sure you have time to do all your homework. You have to make sure you have time to clean your room, go to work, and fufill all your family obligations.

Life problems are incrementally bigger. It's no longer about peanut butter cookies and four square. Lifes problems are now family problems. Money problems. Stuff that didnt' matter when you were eight matters now
Drama between friends happens over boys. Drama happens with parents. The once small tiffs about what time you were to go to bed at turn into HUGE arguments at what time you have to be in by, or what you do or don't do around the house.
Instead of being best friends with everyone you talk to, you are lucky to become aquaintances. You still have one or two best friends, and a few good friends, but it is hard to tell who is real and who is fake.
The outlet you have found is fantastic. You run, and you stay sane. It's when this outlet takes second to school and work and life, and you start going crazy because you are not able to do it.
Now lifes hurts are much bigger. Not only do we have to worry about physical pain, we have to worry about broken hearts and hurt feelings.
Faith isn't so easy to have anymore. You can't ignore what's going on in the world. You have to put up with it, and you start to question the possibility of something more.
I want to be able to run free again, and enjoy the wonder. I want to not worry about getting hurt. I want to talk and not be judged. I want to be able to yell at someone and express myself without having to worry about sending them over the edge.
So, usually I'm okay with growing up, but apparently today I'm not.
Sorry for the non-running, vent-like post.
Keep Running,


At 8:26 AM , Blogger Wes said...

My advice is to keep things simple Tiger. Recognize what your principles are. Live by them, and just keep it simple. It is our nature to complicate things.

At 9:46 PM , Blogger Susan said...

You are right. Life was simpler when we were younger. That goes for all of us. I remember you when you were 8!! I remember you from the first day you were born. Accept yourself for who you are, and live up to your potential. You don't have to knock yourself out to do it either! When things get tough...just look up...the answers are all there!!


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