There Is A Reason God Didn’t Let Them Notice Us Back Then

I see it often, and due to social networking sites along with technology it has become all to easy. Oh yes, the “friend” from the past.

It seems as though many are resorting to that these days. They are turning over every last stone from the past. But what are they searching for? Love? Acceptance? Themselves? A boost in self-esteem? Hope? Confidence? Security?

They are definitely searching for love and acceptance. They are searching for happiness. In most cases, they are validating themselves and looking for confirmation that they are not the screwed up.

They do not do it on purpose. It is not something they set out to do, seek and destroy. Sometimes, things just sort of… happen.  By going back into their past they find joy, peace, love, happiness, acceptance etc. They find it temporarily anyway. 

To them, there is history. This person reminds them of a person who once existed at a time when life was sweeter. They believed in one another. They listened. They had happy memories. They were always good if not the best of friends. And then time and distance happened.

They thought it was fate that their paths crossed again. They were about to be living what they thought would be, the dream life. It was their fairy tale coming true. Or so they thought!

Instead of it being fate, and a dream come true, it more often than not turns out to be another one of life’s lessons. There is a reason God didn’t allow that person to notice people that way when they were younger. There was a reason they were always just best friends. There is a reason it is called the past and it usually means it should not be a part of the present or future. 

Often we cross lines that shouldn’t be crossed, misinterpreting our own emotions. If we are in a state of depression, turmoil, shock, etc., it is easy to get sucked into that fantasy life. That life with no troubles, nothing but passion, love, and happiness. Any new relationship should have those things so don’t let the fact that the person is from your past, fool you.

You are remembering a person as they were then, and it will take years before you know what kind of person they truly turned out to be.

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10 thoughts on “There Is A Reason God Didn’t Let Them Notice Us Back Then

  1. Christi Jenkins says:

    This is so true.I made the same mistake.I see others making it and it is hard to watch.Memories of digging in my past make me want to puke now.

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  2. that is a great post! I think a lot of people are getting trapped into that fantasy of the “one that got away”. It is scary and hurting a lot of happy healthy relationships, that, if not for that revisit to the past, would have remained happy and healthy!

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