The other day while I was envy-ing couples who have been together for long periods of time, John said something that struck me.
“Time doesn’t mean anything.”
“Why?”
“Because people change.”
It’s something we all know is true. It’s something we all know is inevitable. How come, though, it’s so hard to accept that that’s the case? It seems so simplistic, this explaination. But why is it one of those things that I can’t keep in mind and adapt to… why is it that I can’t accept it?
It seems like a lot of my problems come from not being able to accept that people aren’t who I think they are. That people aren’t always all roses and daisies or that people aren’t all terrible. Or that people are rarely the same as they are when you first meet them, or when you first get to know them… No matter how hard you try to keep that ideal in your head.
So, in my quest to become a stronger person I learn a new lesson : being strong is learning how to deal with change.