Lucky

Some of you may already know this about me and some of you may not, but I love me some Britney Spears! It's true and a fact that I simply won't deny. So when thinking about how to title this post it made sense to me to use one of her song titles. For those of you who are not familiar with the song, listen now...

For those of you who know it, then you can only assume what the rest of this post will be about...the answer to that is...Perception!

People always think the grass is greener elsewhere, but lets think about it. How can that be? Nobody's life is perfect and as cliché as it may sound it is true; people always want what they don't have. From the most minuscule thing, like the girl with curls who wishes for straight hair to big things like milestones in life.

Not too long ago I was talking to one of my friends about work and future plans. He told me I could go anywhere and that I was lucky to not have anything holding me back. He said, "Cassandra it's great that you're not attached to anything." What he meant as a compliment is the one thing that vividly stands out in my mind. 

Lucky? He thought I was lucky! I said nothing to him about this, as I know what he meant and continued the conversation like normal, but in the back of my head all I could think was...lucky?

To me, I took being unattached to mean, being empty and with nothing. That doesn't seem like a very fulfilling life, does it? 

Here's the deal, yeah I guess to some having no "obligations" or "attachments" would be a good thing, but I want to be obligated and attached. I want to matter enough to someone that it would impact them if I were to just up and leave. I want a family whose needs I put before my own. I want children to be a priority. I want to have to run my plan by someone else because I respect them enough to not just do whatever I want to do, I want to make decisions because they are what is best for "us", not just "me". So to some this may sound like a burden, but to me it sounds like perfection.

Yeah, I mean I guess it certainly has its perks and has at some points in my life made things much easier. Being young, I think it is important to have the option to be selfish, figure out who you are and what you want, but eventually it gets redundant just thinking about yourself. 

There is something wonderful about being able to care for and about someone else. I saw my mother do it her whole life, and where I wish she would have put herself first at times, her selflessness is one of her most admirable qualities. It gave her joy and happiness to make others feel joy and happiness. I think that's wonderful!

Another one of my friends and I were talking about how we had cabin fever while cooped up in our homes due to this years Snowmageddon/ice storm. I said I had an Amazon addiction and needed to watch myself. He said that was the good thing about being single; you can just buy things for yourself. 

Well yes I mean I guess, I am pretty much in love with the boots that I felt like I had to have, but they don't evoke the same feeling that I get when I walk by baby clothes at the store.

Maybe it's hormones, maybe it's that biological clock merely ticking away, or maybe it is simply that one man's trash is another man's treasure.

I urge you all to look at both sides of a scenerio in all instances, this will make you a more socially responsible person as well as a more intelligent individual. What you mean complimentary may not conjure the same emotions to someone else. Your thoughts? Lucky! or Lucky? Have you ever felt the opposite of the implication? Tell me all about it. These are my perceptions...

Love Always,

Cassandra B.

"The Other C.B."