Last Friday I received an email about discounted hotel rates for Niagara Falls. Since I was feeling sorry for myself that day due to my current gimp status (bum knee) I decided it was a sign to go off on an adventure and remember how blessed I actually am. I would’ve loved to make it a weekend adventure but I had another event I needed to go to on Saturday afternoon so I couldn’t make that happen. Besides, there’s something really fun about spontaneous day trips with no planning other than a destination in mind.
As it turned out another friend of mine was also free for an impromptu day trip to Niagara Falls the next day so Sunday Funday it was!
I had been to Niagara Falls a couple years ago with my parents and at the time many of my friends were insisting that the Canadian side was so much better. I couldn’t imagine that being possible given how awed I felt seeing the Niagara Falls on the American side and going on Maid of the Mists but after this weekend, yeah, I’d have to agree.
These pictures don’t do it justice AT ALL. The enormity of it and just the sound of the water rushing down really shows how miniscule we are in the face of nature and in the grand scheme of things. As in if we fell into the water, nature will not stop. It will not care. We would just get swept away and life will move on as if it never happened. So why care about the little things? I may have a bum knee but I can still walk and this is only temporary. People may annoy me on a regular basis but those same people, one-on-one, may be the perfect companion at the right time. Someone may have hurt me and chipped away at my friendship piece by small piece but maybe that same someone just needed time to grow, and maybe the potential I saw will come into fruition given time.
I’ve started realizing recently that my black and white approach may have been necessary for self-preservation in my younger years, but I think it’s time for me to learn patience and forgiveness now that I know myself better and can see beyond specific moments. I used to let the little things bother me and was unable to see beyond that. Not to say they don’t bother me now, they definitely still do, but now I try to think about the circumstances in which these moments happened. Is this person going through something? Did I just misunderstand what was said? Does this person know how upsetting it is to me? Is it worth my time and energy to let it bother me? Basically, I try to build context around it. And when my emotions take over me and I can’t seem to see beyond my feelings, I am now able to reach out to my friends who help guide me when I see red.
I have by no means perfected this but I think my self-awareness and conscious decision to do this every time someone or something upsets me will be extremely beneficial in the long run.
If this is thirty, I’m so ready!
…but thirty year olds can still goof off right?