I have a Spark friend heavy on my mind & heart as I have not heard from her in a number of days, as well as some of my family heavy on my mind & heart, so I just decided to go take a little walk. Riding my horse is very therapeutic but not something I like to do when home alone, so I opted for a walk.
I know that a fault of mine is that I want to try to help everyone, and try to fix things, sometimes without regard or detriment to my own self. But sometimes I just can't help everyone or fix everything, and I am just not sure what I am suppose to do. What kind of advice to offer. What kind of action to take. When to say when. Sometimes you say and do all the wrong things for the right reasons. I find it difficult to not help someone, especially friends and family, but I had to realize that sometimes I am just a crutch, an enabler, only prolonging the inevitable. And even last night, I had to practice tough love, and it was a very hard thing for me to do.
I read a quote on a blog before I left on my walk, a Mark Twain I believe. Something to the affect of don't make others your priority when you are just their option. I tend to do that a lot. I focus on everyone's troubles, neglecting things at hand that need tending to. All I can do is pray and hope that some day the answers will be revealed to me.
So I decided to go down my little hiking trail, get some fresh air, clear my head a little maybe. Maybe something will come to me. This is the path that I mowed with a pushmower this summer for exercise, before it got so insanely hot and then dry from drought. I have not been on it since probably June or July. I took a number of pictures but only one has arrived in my email box so far.
I was pleasantly surprised and very pleased to see that the little walking trail was still there, still passable, still visible - like it had just been patiently waiting for me to return. You know, like an old friend that you haven't seen for years when life takes you down this path and that path, but when you are reunited, it is like you were never apart? In fact, it wasn't really until I said out loud, “There you are, just like an old friend waiting for me to come back” that I realized, maybe that was my answer. That maybe this time, I just need to be an old friend and sit here patiently waiting. I don't need to do anything, except be here.
We can apply that to our weight loss efforts and SPARK also. Sometimes we get derailed, sometimes things don't go as planned. Sometimes it seems so unfair that others are farther ahead of where we thought we should be. So whether our weight loss efforts take a back seat or a wrong turn or just get stalled out in the slow lane, our weight loss efforts and Spark are like an old friend, always here waiting for us to come back to it, to pick up where we left off, as if we had never left.