The right words

What are they? I’m asking. what are they to you? how do you or I find the right words. how do we comfort those who have lost someone or something. How do you know how to apologize. do we know how? what are the words that will shoot straight to the soul. the perfect words at just the right time. I believe that for some, it comes naturally. some are given a way of words. some of us have to stumble and ramble around just to end up where our minds would like us to be. I believe that’s me. I’ve been told on numerous occasions that I’m blunt. that I say the first thing that pops into my head. that maybe at times I’m a little mean, but with me, you know it’ll be an honest answer. I’m not pc. I’m not anything. for me, the right words are the words. I don’t agonize over them in my head for hours or even minutes. the right words for me are true words, no bs. that’s not to say that I’m without thought. if this blog has taught us anything. I do have some thoughts. I hope some right words have caught you at your right moment. truth is lifes hard and sometimes lonely. sometimes we want to be alone. sometimes, our own words are the only words we need to hear. you ever listen to yourself on like a recording it sounds weird right like a different person. It’s not how you imagine you sounding right. sometimes, I surprise myself with my thoughts it’s not how I imagine my thoughts to be. I don’t get too religious on here, never have, but I am religious. I believe in God, and you may call it whatever you’d like. You are entitled to your own thoughts. your version of God or something might be completely different from mine, that’s ok. for the purpose of this blog, and since they are my thoughts, I’ll use my God as an example. the right words that I say sometimes come from him, I think, and that’s why they sound foreign to me. he gives me the right words to say at times, I believe. you know I’m watching the reboot of quantam leep, and it’s not bad. it’s pretty much what got me on this right words kick. if you’ve seen the show, you know what it’s about. If you haven’t, it’s about leeping through time into another person to change history through them. save lives and stop tragedy. it’s a lot about having the right thing to say at the right moment at the perfect moment if you will. maybe it’s a song that hits you at your lowest. maybe it’s your heroes who speak to you. this world is tough, and growing up is tough. so much change, so many hormones. so many paths you might go down. and maybe all it took was the right words to get you on the right path. having the right words is something I don’t really worry about except for my kids. you know, meeting the love of your life. your person, if you will at such an early age, can give your kids unrealistic expectations of love. not that I don’t want them to believe in true love and not that my true love didn’t come with any problems. my kids just need to believe it will come when it does. so when my daughter comes home crying and says she’ll never love again, I need to have the right words for her, not that she’ll want to hear from me. or maybe my kids are bullied, or they steal something crash the car whatever you get the point. I pray that I have the right words. there was a time I didn’t have the words. I didn’t know what they were. my whole world crashed and burned, and I was at a loss. and I heard an uplifting song, and I had an uplifting thought. what if I don’t let these words in this moment fill my head. what if I just start typing and see what comes of it. thus, this blog was born, and you could say it played a role in reconciliation with my wife. it played a role in the birth of my children. something born of sorrow. I turned positive. I bettered myself . I didn’t bottle it up. I didn’t go out out and get into fights. I gave myself the right words. the words I needed to hear. I’m eternally grateful for this. I’m grateful for the daughter of my dreams. The joy my son brings and the wife of a thousand lifetimes. words are how we communicate how we grow, and I believe these words don’t ever get old and always feel right. I love my family.
As always, much love from Indiana. adapt and live.

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