The Truth About Caring
What you see is not always what you get.
I can't remember where or when I heard this but the frank and bare truth it revealed struck me so fast and hard.
"We care for people who care not because we are overflowing with noble intentions of attaining World Peace but because of the conscious or unconscious knowledge that they make our lives noticed."
We are living in a jampacked place with everyone having their own say and their own sense of importance. We are only an itsie bitsie part of a humongous puzzle and our significance is not readily seen much less appreciated.
Imagine what would happen if everyone could be just an island. What would happen if solitude was the better option for living?
We care for people who care because they make us feel important. They make us feel as if we are worth being noticed and that our lives can make a difference and leave a mark.
If you are able to live without interaction, then your life would not be remembered. Your will be erased from history. No one will ever know you existed. No one will learn from your mistakes. Your life would have then been useless. If this were the case, you should not have lived at all.
Like what my friend quoted from I'm-not-sure-where, "Six billion people in the world, six billion souls, and sometimes all you need is one."
There are times when one person is enough to make you feel you are worthy of living. That one person is your diary. That one person will remember your thoughts, opinions, ideals, and mere memories. You will not be forgotten. He/She will learn from your mistakes.
Amidst all the other people who don't know you and will never care about you is that one person willing to share your story to others who'd listen.
In the end, your life will outlive your body. The body will decay but your memories will be salvaged - kept safe by the persons who care.
