Daily Archives: November 8, 2011

Lessons in the snapshots of life

Forget what hurt you in the past. But never forget what it taught you. -Anonymous

When I read this quote, I immediately knew what I wanted to write about.

Like my post they’re in our way for a reason,  it’s true that those who hurt us often have the most to teach us.

When someone dismisses what I can contribute, I learn to be more discerning with whom I share my talents.  Think of opening a bottle of wine .. it’s best to just let it breathe.  Not everyone deserves some of what I’ve got.

When someone reaches for me only to tell me what I can do for them, I learn they do this because I’ve probably allowed it before now.

When someone speaks with little regard to my feelings, I learn that my shock, awe and silence could have been misinterpreted as permission.

A friend asked me recently why I don’t actively promote my blog among colleagues and my answer surprised both of us, “Because when people I’ve never met tell me that my words resonated with them, I know I’ve crossed the divide that separates us  … and we’ve connected because of it.”

Connections. That’s all I need. And that’s the lesson in the snapshots.

.:: image from holliedonnelly.com ::.

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