what the world needs now ...


So what's the big deal about being called a pushover? Granted there are times when people are just foolish and then there are so-called 'pushovers'. I was recently called a pushover and have been called it many times in the past and didn't know exactly how to take it. But if being put in that category (must all Americans put labels on everything?) means that I help friends or even strangers when they ask, then I don't mind. I'm definitely confident (maybe to a fault) and can assure there are no ulterior motives to wanting to help. In my recent dealings I've come across some unpleasant people and have wondered where the kindness has gone and where the selfishness came from. I've seen a friend watch another friends pain and thought where is the loyalty. I'm not the best friend out there and I'm known for not keeping in contact very well, but I do care very deeply for the very few friends that I have, maybe even more than they will ever know.

I've been reading Kite Runner lately and I have seen the difference between two of the characters Amir and Hassan. I see their loyalty and how it's shown and felt, both in very different ways, but both very real. I envy that, the only thing that I've known in my life is change. I have moved 13 different times growing up, and went to 8 different schools. I've never had best friends, I've never been in a place long enough for people to remember. I'm not writing all of this so the people reading, if any, feel sorry for me. I just want to care for people, I feel like that's the one and maybe only thing that I'm really good at, I just hope that those friends who I do care about know it. I love the life that I have and I love the people in it and it's even sweeter when the love is shown. For those that do know me, they know that I'm not a mushy, cheesy person who always shows emotion. I just grew up a decade too late, but am still a huge supporter for free love. The one thing the world could never have too much of . . . . . . . . . . love, sweet love.