A couple weeks ago, I got a pair of brown boots that I had ordered online. They looked nice, fit pretty well... but the insole had all kinds of ridges and bumps in it. They were my 4th pair of brown shoes that I did't like. I was fed up with it all. "That's it!" I said, "I just won't wear shoes!" I was immediately struck by the absurdity of my declaration, but I also realized that I tend to have this same attitude towards another subject.
I remembered a post by one of my friends on how men are like shoes. Her experiences with both seem to be rather different from mine, but I concur with her statement. Neither men nor shoes are ever perfect, but, even though I don't always like to admit it, both are a necessity. I don't mean this in the sense of a romantic relationship. What I mean is that for a woman to say she doesn't need men, just like a man saying he doesn't need women or me saying I don't need shoes... it's absurd. It may be possible for some people in some cases, but on the whole, men and women were meant to live in relationship with each other.
What I am learning, though, is how important it is to take each friendship as it comes, without trying to force it to be something it's not, without fear that I'll be stuck with shoes I don't really like. I find as I learn how to let go of these fears, that I am more able to see the beauty in these friendships. I am more at peace with myself and the people around me. I hope that through all of this I am also more able to accept their friendship and to be the friend I should be to them. These shoes don't fit my feet perfectly... but they're starting to grow on me.
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