Lately I’ve been thinking a lot about one of life’s little mysteries. Why is it the less you talk to someone the less you have to talk about? This also seems to be true for friends, family members, co-workers pretty much everyone I have in my life. I feel that it’s the day-to-day interactions that bring people together, without these we seem to have superficial conversations. This isn’t to say that the love and care doesn’t exist, however, often times the commonalties in life that are often the topic of conversation seem to be what’s missing .
As people grow up, move away, go to college, get married and have babies, or as they grow up and don’t do any of the aforementioned events or do them in whichever order life has for them it seems that communication becomes harder and harder. I often think back to the various places I’ve been the people I’ve meet, the people who are still in my life those who aren’t. I find that life is a journey a road whichever metaphor you prefer and along the way don’t take anything for granted. I am very thankful to have so many wonderful people in my life yet, it still saddens me to think of some of the ones I’ve lost contact with. Maybe someday I’ll figure out this phenomenon of communication, but until then I’ll do my best to not go speechless with the individuals in my life and encourage you to do the same.