Unexpected

I generally do not seriously ask for advice because when I do I either know what to expect or have already decided regardless of what is said. I am more or less allowing others to feel like they helped or were confided in. So, this particular advice took me by suprise. I neither asked it nor was it what I expected.

It has always been somewhere in the back of my mind that I ought to be humble enough to ask the advice of those who genuinely love me, but for all practical purposes had decided to rely then on prayer, because only God knows the whole story, from both sides, how it really is, etc.

Mind you, I am the sort that takes advice from unlikely sources or sees similar patterns to duplicate in my environment and extrapolate them to learn more about something unrelated, but similar.

So, I was given advice about another matter altogether. The advice reminds me to be aware of things that truly are and not allow myself to be distracted by things that seem to matter. The advice was that rather than move to be closer to those I love, if I loved my family I would not move at all because the children need their other grandparents and if my husband is truly happy in his job he has found a thing that is exceptionally rare and not likely to be duplicated elsewhere regardless of the monetary gain.

I took this to apply in my current situation to mean to be mindful of how I benefit eternally, not just immediately. Priorities change, but consequences are not likely to be avoided if I change my mind.

There are those who would give up the greatest thing they can imagine, even their lives, to have such a family, and it seems a bargining chip for me to get a temporary peace of mind, when the wracking of mind might actually be the cost.

And that is why more things are possible when we speak, honestly with others. Every idea shared becomed fodder to build our versions of reality, and though it is unlikely that anyone will truly understand your life they may supply the direction that is unique and previously unimagined.

Sure, it is still in my mind and I am the one applying a viewpoint, no one else really is or is wven qualified to, but it is alot like doing family history work. Others may not be correct entirely, but at least the provide a starting point and everything that is needs an origin be they right or wrong.