It’s one thing when its Mrs. Prickles being thrown around in a game of pickle in the middle. It’s something completely different when it’s a person’s heart. I’m a believer in seeing the best in the people, places and things that make up the chapters of my life. But people don’t always make it easy.
The way I see it, relationships are pretty cut and dry. You love someone, you spend time with them. They are your world in that moment. And in every moment, I suppose. We forgive. We move on. We are loyal, and nothing will stand in the way of that. I don’t why people let things get so complicated.
Take, for example, a pair of girlfriends who are interested in the same potential mate. That never seems to end well for anyone involved. Or the “mutual” breakup between a couple, in which someone decides its best to stay friends. That’s not fair to the person who wants (or perhaps needs) to make a clean break and start fresh.
Mom and dad don’t really partake in these sorts of games, but these are a mere sample of the myriad of relationship struggles that seem to plague the people they care about. Which makes them people I care about. Friends and family alike, these are some of the real relationship games being played in modern society. And I don’t like it.
Because my time as an observer of people has made me pretty savvy to the reality of these games. Many times what people don’t seem able to piece together is that they may think they’re only playing with the other person’s mind. Really they’re playing with the heart.
And it’s one thing when its Mrs. Prickles being thrown around in a game of pickle in the middle. It’s something completely different when it’s a person’s heart. Matters of the heart are not game friendly. “The only way to have a friend is to be one,” as my favorite transcendentalist thinker Ralph Waldo Emerson said.
And what does it mean to be a friend? When you love someone, you spend time with them. They are your world in that moment. You forgive. You move on. You are loyal, and nothing will stand in the way of that. I don’t why people let things get so complicated.
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I agree with you Wiley, sometimes we do make things complicated, and they could be easy if we only communicated with each other, talked and listened carefully and put our heart in more with some decisions. Honesty is another big factor in this too and being brave enough to express our feelings and emotions. Playing games is not good. I like life simple and I am always up for a game like throwing Mrs Prickels. Have a good Sunday Wiles, my friend!
Being brave enough to express our feelings and emotions….how true this is, dear friend! It takes bravery to be honest sometimes – with ourselves and others. Beautifully said.
Lots of love to you,
Wiles
Ps-I did have a good Sunday. Mrs. Prickles was involved. 🙂
Semper Fidelis, Wyles.
Or, as God said, “I have loved thee with an everlasting love, therefore I have continued in my faithfulness to thee.”
What a beautiful thought, dear friend. Thanks for sharing!!!
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Hey Wiley! When people play games, they might think that it is fun…..until someone plays the same game on THEM! I wish people could all have good hearts and just plain ole be nice to everyone. It makes me think about when I was back in school when you had a fight with your friend, and they told EVERYONE else to hate you just because THEY hated you. Silly, just silly that was. I was never one who followed those stupid games, even back then in school. I would always tell the person who said to me “oh, you have to not talk to Sue anymore because we’re fighting”….I would reply “Sue did nothing to me so I am going to talk to her”. The end result, I was then outed because I still liked Sue. My advice, just stop playing games, be honest, and truthful.
Well hello there,
Mom informs me we received a card from Nikitaland this weekend. It was simple and thoughtful, and we greatly appreciated it! Thank you for thinking of us…it takes a second to tell someone you care, but that second can change the tone of a whole day! You are smart to never have played silly games, even back in school. In the game of life, truth and honesty always wins. 🙂
Lots of love to all,
Wiles
Hi there Wiley & Mom! Yep, our Mommy just wanted to put a smile on your Mommy’s face and let her know that she was thinking about her. I hope it worked! 🙂
Please let your Mommy know her plan worked! And just as soon as the time is right, there will be a blog post about this. 😉
🙂 Making your Mommy smile when she needed it was precious! I bet she smiled when she saw the envelope too and who it was from. (or perhaps she was like..”who is this”? LOL)
The envelope was indeed a head scratcher initially. It wasn’t the usual bills, so that was a gift in itself! 🙂
Oh Wiley, I know what you mean about seeing something “odd” or “out of the ordinary” in your mailbox, but I love surprises like that. It totally changes your entire day and outlook and you smile a lot, just because you found a little something special in your mailbox!
It’s the little things. 🙂
As always, you have boiled it down to bare bones (bones…yum) simplicity, Wiles. Games are supposed to be FUN. Those kinds of heart games don’t sound like fun at all.
Love and licks,
Cupcake
You’re so funny, dear Cupcake. You and your stream-of-consciousness thinking about bones…now you’ve got me thinking of bones (yum!).
Lots of love,
Wiles
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I agree with Mr. Emerson, that’s soooo true. We all should treat our friends the same way we want to be treated too. That’s so easy but maybe because people walk upright on two legs they see things from another level. maybe there is too much mountain air?
I think people call that the Golden Rule, dear brother. Do unto others as you would have done to you. I overheard a funny conversation about this between my people (it involved whether they need a wipes warmer for the little person’s wipes…whatever that means). I found it quite interesting…I think you’re right about that mountain air. 😉
Lots of love,
Wiles
A massive hug!!
This was meant to speak to you, dear friend. 😉
It did – it always does! It’s like you have a line into my life at the moment!
😉