“We met for a reason. Either you’re a blessing or a lesson.” I recall having a conversation with a very dear friend about the fact that when you meet someone it’s either for a reason, a season, or a lifetime. I think that’s true as well, but lately I’ve found that most of the people I meet turn out to be either a blessing or a lesson. The frustrating part is that this determination cannot be made upon meeting someone but rather after the fact. I go into a relationship or encounter with a new friend optimistically, but it’s only later when I look back with eyes wide open that I am able to see things clearly. Sometimes my optimism is validated while other times I find myself reeling from an unexpected heartache. I do believe that I learn something from both experiences, but I will admit it is usually the negative that sinks in faster and has more staying power.
Letting my guard down is getting more and more difficult lately as I seem to be meeting more lessons than blessings. Being able to count on someone is very important to me. Being able to trust what they say as the truth is paramount. When their true personality is revealed to be less than honorable it causes that emotional barrier to slowly inch its way back up. This causes an internal struggle as I am typically a very open and positive person.
Does this mean that with every person I meet I’m going to go through this potential turmoil again and again? That’s a very high possibility, but I refuse to let them win by turning me into a pessimist. I will take the lesson I’ve learned from that experience and move forward. I will wipe away the tears and step up to the plate again hoping for something other than a swing and a miss. This will be my way of turning even the hardest lesson into a blessing in disguise.