It's been a while since my last posting. A relative nostalgic one at that. Well, at least nostalgic given that I had just recently made such a tremendous change in my life's direction.
And it is fitting that it should have been a nostalgic post, of something that I think I won't be able to see for a while (i.e., Mexico City). Although I don't feel particularly melancholic, someone very close to me is. However, I understand that it is a natural thing to feel. Nonetheless, there have been complications.
The most important complication is the fact that this person isn't facing up to the fact that the decision was all her own, and that -although it is hard as hell- one has to live with the consequences of one's own choices. This is called basic responsability. It is so depressingly common, though, how people just fail to be responsible in their own lives. I know, because I was one of them.
It is hard for me to be there. This is because I don't know how I can help. Probably just listening. It enfuriates me that it has to be this way. But I guess that is just judging on my part. I pray that I may have more understanding, in addition to patience. This is something that I need now more than ever.
