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I’m Really Wishing I Was Born At 40

Women and men, women and women, men and men all can conversate with one another. It is in the fashion and way we do that shows our character. Civil conversation made with levity and calmness can lead to compromise.

It is in compromise that truth and answers reveal themselves. While gossip, falsehoods, presumptions and assumptions made without conversation lead to only anger, hurt and despair.

Gossip is due to the insecurities and secrets a person they themselves have. Gossip is destructive and is the resort of hollow people. Conversation is the discipline of those who have honor.

These things you learn with age because the definition of character and honor aren’t learned from other people. They are discovered with experience. And the path we choose as people comes from the decisions made when we become cognizant of what’s right and wrong.

Yet the path can always change. Things change. Change is inevitable. I have heard many say a person can’t change or that a person is either good or bad. Yes there are bad people at all ages. Usually the younger a person is in age the more impressionable they are. Because they don’t know anything different from what their family or friends taught them.

I wish I was born at forty. Or with a forty year old brain gifted with knowledge. Even now over forty, I’m not that smart but I know what’s right and wrong and I know change happens. Whether everybody can be reasonable or not is determined by the way they approach each other in conversation with respect. Because disrespect breeds the bane of civilized conversation.

But even when we don’t respect someone it is still in our power ultimately whether we can get to or not.



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