My piece of humble pie

I have learned a HUGE lesson this week. And I am embarrassed because its something I should have known. But words hurt... and they don't even have to be said... written words can hurt just as much. Because when we write things you cant hear voice inflection and see facial expressions. And in my case things can get twisted. I think that my passion for writing overrides my communication skills more often than not. I can sit and write pages and pages of what I want to say, but actually telling someone... least to say... I stink at it! Sure I can talk for hours... but I can avoid the "tough stuff" forever. Not good.

I had to eat a bitter piece of humble pie this week and realize that something simple can cause great pain. Something that was in a moment of frustration, caused days of distress and unease. A concept that I have heard taught on in the last little while, I completely disregarded as if I was above the dangers of misconception. Thankfully in the end, things work out. But I cant ever forget the stab in my heart when I realized that I
had hurt someone. Mwha?!?! Time to fall off your high horse missy! And boy did I fall.

I think I get into a mindset that I am through learning lessons... But Im not. God is constantly teaching me something. And if you know me well enough, you know I am a stubborn slow learner and sometimes I have to learn the hard way. But the point is, be careful what you write. Yes, you may think that someone may never see it. You may think that it is harmless. But you never know how that information will be used, you may not know how any one person will perceive what you write. And in the end... you can really hurt someone you care for more than you do yourself. I didn't heed a warning and I paid the consequence... please don't follow my lead.

There's some things that I regret,
Some words I wish had gone unsaid,
Some starts,
That had some better endings,
Been some bad times I've been through,
Damage I cannot undo.
Some things,
I wish I could do all all over again,
But it doesn't really matter because...

When life gets that much harder,
It makes you that much stronger,
some pages turned,
Some bridges burned,
But there were,
Lessons learned.

And every tear that had to fall from my eyes,
And everyday I wondered how I'd get through the night,
Every change, life has thrown me,
I'm thankful, for every break in my heart,
I'm grateful, for every scar,
Some pages turned,
Some bridges burned,
But there were lessons learned.

There's mistakes that I have made,
Some chances I just threw away,
Some roads,
I never should have taken,
Been some signs I didn't see,
Hearts that I hurt needlessly,
Some wounds,
That I wish I could have one more chance to mend,
But it don't make no difference,
The past can't be rewritten,
You get the life you're given,

some pages turned,
Some bridges burned,
But there were,
Lessons learned.



And all the things that break you,
Are the things that make you strong!
You can't change the past,
Cause it's gone.
And you just gotta move on,
Because it's all
Lessons learned.