Passing clouds
Every time I say “passing clouds”, it cracks me up. It is
tough for me to consider it as a phrase. If you listen to the way the words are
pronounced, it sounds like noises we hear in our daily life. It’s fun sounding.
Just like that, certain people are passing clouds in our life. They are fun to
hang out, very entertaining. But that doesn’t mean that they will stay with us
for the rest of our time on earth. They will move on. This was something that I
took a long time to understand. I assumed that my relationship with everyone
would remain the same. A hard blow taught me that it wasn’t true. Not everyone is
going hold my hand and say “I am here for you”. The people who do that are our
loved ones and friends. You can keep on moving forward and there will be
people, walking by your side, in the same direction. But when you fall back, no
one is going to stop, turn around and give you a helping hand. They will move
on, without you. The people behind you, your loved ones, will help you up. The
elders always say, “one day, when you stop and look turn around, your loved
ones will always be behind you.” Now I understand. When I fall, I will have the
support to get back up. Not everyone is a passing cloud.
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