So as I was looking around on Facebook today I came across this note. I thought it summed up how I’ve been feeling about some things lately. Why do people have to try to be better than others? Why does it matter? Can’t we all just be happy with the way our lives are?
Life isn’t about keeping score. It’s not about how many friends you have. Or how many people call you. Or how accepted or unaccepted you are. Not about if you have plans this weekend. Or if you’re alone. It isn’t about who your family is or how much money they have. Or what kind of car you drive. Or where you’re sent to school.
It’s not about how beautiful or ugly you are. Or what clothes you wear, what shoes you have on, or what kind of music you listen to. It’s not about if your hair is blonde, red, black, brown, or green. Or if your skin is too light or too dark.
It’s not about what grades you get, how smart you are, how smart everyone else thinks you are, or how smart standardized tests say you are. Or if this teacher likes you, or if this guy/girl likes you. . It’s not about representing your whole being on a piece of paper and seeing who will “accept the written you”.
But life is about who you love and who you hurt. It’s about who you make happy or unhappy purposefully. It’s about keeping or betraying trust. It’s about friendship, used as sanctity, or as a weapon. It’s about what you say and mean, maybe hurtful, maybe heartening. About starting rumors and contributing to petty gossip. It’s about what judgments you pass and why. And who your judgments are spread to…
But most of all, it’s about using your life to touch or poison other people’s hearts in such a way that could never occurred alone. Only you choose the way these hearts are affected and those choices are what life is all about.
Choose to help not to hurt, to love, not to hate.