Sunday, 16 August 2015

who actually cares

one step at a time


This will be my 9th time moving house in 8.5 years, around 6 different suburbs in Sydney.
Tell me about how troublesome it is to move.
3 weeks notice to pack, organise moving and cleaning, decide where to move to, look for a new place, buy furniture, and now look for a suitable person to share the new place with, or otherwise pay $500/week.
All of these, while coping with a full-time job and a super-PMS admin.
My 10th move better be the last!

Ironically, the ones who are truly worried, offered help, tried to help, and helped, are not the ones closest to me. They are also not the one I spend most of my 'fun' time with.

When there is fun, a bunch of people would show up. When there is problem, only a handful show interest in your problem. Some even think it's funny to joke about it.

When in difficult situation, there are 3 types of people we encounter:
- those who put you in the situation
- those who helped
- those who did nothing or turned you down

Each of these people play a role in educating and making us a better person.

Forgive the first type.
Thank the second type and always be grateful to them.
Say 'it's ok' to the third type; perhaps we don't deserve their help but they still deserve ours.

This time around, it lets me see clearly if I do, never did, or will always be a matter to someone. Thanks to the very few who takes my problem as theirs just so I know I'm not in this alone.
Friends who are there during difficult times are worth keeping.
Friends who only show up during fun times are just as good as strangers.
I don't need so many strangers in my life really.

At the meantime, I shall remind myself: 'If money could solve a problem, it is not a problem anymore'.
Thanks to Dad for this simple slogan which makes every problem seems so small.
Inevitably, money can solve all of the 'problems' associated with moving as listed above.

This is one of life's many challenges - putting my perseverance and friendship to the test.


This too shall pass.

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