most humans have a similar tendency. some say it is just human nature, some say it is ingratitude. regardless, it happens all the time. there are so many cases that they have written books and made motion pictures all about it. this tendency is to not appreciate the ones we love enough until they are gone.
it is funny--you see, we love these people, and maybe we even say to them how much we love them. maybe even a lot. but somehow we forget to show them all the time. the pattern is an old one. one discussed often; perhaps so excessively that it has now become redundant. nevertheless, i still have my story to share, my feelings to express, my lessons to learn.
is it not a little bit weird that the people whom we neglect are the people we are around the most? i do nice things for people i barely know more often than i do for my own family members. our family members somehow always get the brunt of our anger, the burden of our sadness, the shock of our embarrassments. rarely do they get the fullness of our love.
as you can see, i've been pondering things lately. and samuel and i made a pact the other day that we are going to do our best from here on out to live our lives with no regrets. this caused me look back on my interactions with people--mostly my family--and think about things i do regret. so i've asked myself, "how can i restore these relationships and feel satisfaction in them instead of regret?" in other words. it's time to make some things right.
now, luckily my list of regrets isn't extremely long. it is really only a couple of things that need a bit of mending. and number one on the list is letting this one really special girl know how much i love her.