I was thinking about this for some reason today: not too long ago, someone upset me. It wasn't a little thing either, it was a big thing. And actually, I had every right to be upset with them. I remember telling Matt, it was as if this person had crossed the line in the sand. I was on one side, and this person was on the other.
As I was thinking about this person, and the situation, and the line in the sand, I realized: it's sand. It isn't concrete. The line isn't permanent. Sand is not constant. It's always changing. Shifting. Rearranging. Becoming something new.
This person crossed the line. That's the truth. That's a fact. This person hurt me. But sand isn't permanent. Neither should my anger and hurt be. Sand is constantly moving on. The line was only there for a few minutes, maybe.
Thankful for new revelations. I'm also thankful for my sweet babes, who make me want to be a better person everyday. I want to constantly grow for them. I don't want to remain stagnant. I don't want to get hung up on things like lines in the sand. Especially because lines in the sand disappear just as quickly as they were drawn in the first place.
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