As time goes on

Transitions are natural in life. Things change, people change, the situation changes, but time goes on, as well as my life with it. I changed too. But what can I hold onto? What made me a friend for all this time? What do people see in me worthy of friendship, or more. Was it faithfulness, honesty, integrity, just being there, or maybe extending a hand to someone who is down. Who knows. Truly I am blessed in my life, even in the worst of times.

Our previous actions play a part in sculpting out who we are now, but we are never quite the same again. I am not the boy strange boy from years ago, or that one guy on the bus, or quite the same man from earlier this year. But I hope I have held onto the best of everything I have been. How can I judge anyone on what has happened before without understanding first. Judgement isn't mine to give, despite how much I approve or disagree.

Oh, what I would give to have just a chance. Start each day anew, making the best out of life, the good and the bad. And to have someone to share it with. Someone who can look past, the past, and be honest and truthful. Not quick to judge, but empathetic and loving. Time might tell, and as time goes on, I go on.