Too often we all demand
Reaching out with grabbing hand
Unstable in our own ways
Searching for more honest days
Taking instead of giving most days
Sometimes we forget that trust has to be given in order to be built up in the first place.
Too often we prattle on
Reaching out with thoughts alone
Unable to bring ourselves to speak
Seeking love, silently, not appear weak
Tucking misery in our chests to sleep
“Forgiveness is not forgiveness if it is worked for. Forgiveness is a gift. Trust is worked for.” –Bramble, from The Most Unlikely of Times
Alex knew that he’d gone too far on this one, knew it from the very bottom of his soul, but at the same time he wasn’t sorry.
After all, finding out that the more than questionable venture that you’d begun funding several years prior to your ‘younger’ sister even discovering that there was a fertility problem and somehow causing her to become pregnant via complete override of her husband’s own genetic code (supposedly) and actually doing it on purpose were two completely different things.
The outcome was the same, though, and he would never be sorry whenever he looked into the dark blue eyes of his nephew.
Alex knew that Mary would find out. She always did whenever it came to this kind of thing.
And if by some miracle she didn’t find out, then Warren certainly would.
The two of them were really quite perfect for one another and Alex would forever be grateful that neither really had the head to manage a business or his little business empire would be in a great deal of trouble.
As it was, he was still in trouble, but it would only be against his own peace of mind as a part of a family rather than as a mogul of the economy.
Funny how he would rather it be the other at this point…
Losing the trust of his sister would likely put a strain on their relationship, and though they would try to not let it affect any relationship between him and his nephew, it would. Whether they wanted to or not, children always picked up on this kind of thing.
“Alex, stop looking like your life’s about to end just because it’s your turn to change Terry’s diaper.”
Trust is not something to be taken lightly. It is also something that can be easily won, but only for some. There are others who make you work for their trust, whether or not you have done something in the past to warrant such behavior. I’ve heard that trust once lost is not easily recovered, but in my experience that has also varied from person to person.
When I think of trust I am often reminded of something I have run across: the argument that is often used when infidelity is discovered.
He/She meant nothing to me. It was a mistake and it meant nothing!
The only response I’ve ever thought about, should this excuse be given to me, is: Really? That’s what you’re going with? It meant nothing? Breaking my heart meant nothing?
Worse excuse ever.
I can buy the mistake, because it was a mistake. It was something that should not have happened, but that it really didn’t mean anything? I think that part of it makes it worse, because it implies that such a decision, a decision that will kill a relationship at its heart, meant nothing to you. That I meant nothing and there was no consideration at all. The other person, or maybe whatever they stand for, they have to mean something to you in order for this decision to be attractive at all.
Don’t try to pass it off as ‘nothing.’
Written for last Friday’s FreeWriteFriday challenge.
http://kellieelmore.com/2014/01/24/fwf-free-write-friday-trust/
Come closer,
Reel them in,
Assure that there is nothing to fear.
Faith in my good nature,
Tell them what they want to hear.
She never saw it coming.
‘I am ever on your side.’ he would whisper in her ear.
Written for this week’s Trifecta challenge:
And now, the weekly prompt (http://www.trifectawritingchallenge.com/)
b plural : articles made by craftspeople <a store selling crafts> <a crafts fair>
3 : skill in deceiving to gain an end <used craft and guile to close the deal>
Breathing In 