The simplicity of my day to day. |
Let’s talk about differences. Different views, different natures, just different. Aren’t we all just that little bit different? Let’s face it how boring would this world be if we all looked the same, had the same ideas about life and even looked the same. We’d be clones, robots and life would be grey. It’s the difference between us which adds the colour, the spice and the joy to life. Looking closer to home, my family and friends each bring something different to my life. My husband is absolutely as different from me as cheese is to chalk. And yet we’ve been together for sixty years. How can that possibly work? I don’t know, is the answer. Yet somehow it has. I think what has happened is we’ve stopped fighting the differences and instead worked with them and each has respected or is resigned to the fact that you can’t change someone and neither should you attempt to do so. The person closest to me whose differences have in the past made me laugh, cry and pull my hair out with frustration is our youngest daughter. I can’t imagine how boring, yet peaceful our lives would have been. Right from the day she was born her presence made itself felt. Forty eight years later she still has the ability to throw a grenade into her father’s and mine lives. Yet would we wish she had never been born? Not on your life. She is the funniest, kindest person alive. |