Complexity

"Life is complex. People are complex. Would we have it any other way?"

Someone made that comment to me recently, and it seemed so true. Why are we the way we are? Why do we have such fundamental expectations of others, and find ourselves bitterly disappointed when we believed one thing only to discover another? I have listened to why others got married, and later divorced; in a relationship then choose to go a different path; make horrible decisions that impact us at our core, and wonder if we ever recover.

We might explore the reasons for our complexity (our parents, a traumatic event, a lingering hurt or anger, the moon passing between Mercury and Miranda in the minute of our birth), but ultimately we are all complex and we are all human. We have failings, and fantastic elements of ourselves. There is something surprising and wonderful about each of us, and something sinister and scary. AND I WOULD HAVE IT NO OTHER WAY.

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