Silver Lining

A loving community finding the silver lining.

“Some memories are unforgettable, remaining ever vivid and heartwarming!”

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Some memories are unforgettable, remaining ever vivid and heartwarming!” – Joseph B. Wirthlin

Back in elementary school, I was part of a group of friends that really enjoyed to play “pretend” and it was quite complicated. Everyday at recess, we would take turns playing different roles in what we called “the family.”

My most common role was a cat. My job was to stay in the house and watch over the “playful” dogs as the other people when out to the field to collect supplies, or grass. Even though it did get a bit boring just watching on a pole, I enjoyed it because I felt connected and included. A few months later, I moved and was forced to break away from the family I had at school.

Looking back, I feel like the game with a bit childish but it made me understand what it felt like to have people incorporate you and pay attention to you, something that I wasn’t very knowledgeable of. It was these memories that made me truly understand friendship and I still wish I could relive them every single day.

One time in my new school, I tried to reenact the scene with my friends. Although it was in completely different settings and different people, I felt like I was able to share some of my past with them. Yes, it was a bit awkward but we bonded closer as a group because of this. I’m really happy to have been able to revisit some of my favorite memories.


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Working to live… or living to work?

Do you guys ever get caught up in everything? You have to finish your work… meet all the deadlines… stay extra hours…

I know many people who say that they regret not making memories or not spending enough time with someone. They regret it because they got too caught up at work and never made the time.

Work is important… it’s the way that we are able to live and supply the necessities to our families. But whats the point… if you don’t even have time to spend with your family? If you are just earning but not even seeing your child grow up. Yes, by earning you can make sure your loved ones have a comfortable and peaceful life… but shouldn’t you be spending time with them too?

I am not saying that your should quit your job… I am just saying don’t let your job be your life. Make time for other things.. try to balance things out 🙂

Here is an amazing video by Prince Ea that outlines the same concept… Hope you all like it!

 

 

Do something kind for your friends!

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Do something kind for your friends!!– Being there for your friends is probably one of the best things you could ever do for them. Doing something kind for them can consist of just being there for them.

Always There

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Always There – Ryan C. Wilks

You’re always there.

When I am sad, mad

or just having a bad day,

You’re always there.

Doesn’t matter what mood I’m in,

You’re always there.

Thank you very much,

I really appreciate it.

I love the friendship we share

but most of all I love you.

You’re always there

The sound of your soothing voice

is like the sound of a chorus of angels

that fill my heart with joy

No matter how far or near,

You’re always there

Forever in my heart

you will be for years and years.

Through thick and thin we will stand.

You’re always there

We will always be friends forever and ever

You’re always there

When it comes down to it,

I will always be there for you

And

You will always be there for me

To become closer friends, be open with each other.

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To become closer friends, be open with each other.

Earlier this week, I talked about how I was afraid to tell my friends personal secrets because of how vulnerable I feel after that, since friendships rarely last forever. Well, today I’m going to continue with the story of that friend that I told my problems to.

Initially, I regretted telling her, because at that time, I’d only known her for a little under a year, and we didn’t see each other or talk that much. I felt like I was sharing too much of my problems even though we weren’t that close, and I was worried that I was just burdening her with my problems. But she never complained about it, and only thought of making me feel better. I still felt guilty, but telling her about what happened with me and my friends only made me realize how desperate I was to talk to someone about it, so I found that I couldn’t even stop myself. I felt so vulnerable and weak in front of her, so for a while after that, I was really nervous talking to her (she acted normal after though).

I stopped feeling bad when she told me about how worried she was for her future because she wanted to do so many things but at the same time, she wasn’t sure of anything. I realized that wanted to help her feel better, not because she helped me once (though it was part of the reason), but because it hurt to see her upset. I tried my hardest to let her know that she would be okay, and help her get her mind off her worries. I don’t know how much I actually helped, but she said that she felt a lot better after talking to me.

After that time, I started relying on her more. Trusting her more with what I couldn’t tell even my closest friends, and she told me her worries too. We opened up to each other, and it led to us understanding each other more. Because of that, we were able to become closer as friends. Today, I think of her as one of my best friends, and I don’t regret telling her about my problem back then, because now I found a real friend.

Challenge: Share something personal with a friend!

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Challenge: Share something personal with a friend, something you wouldn’t tell anyone else. They are there for you!

Reflect

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Think back to when you did something nice to your friends. How did it feel? How did they react? Did anything unexpected happen? Let us know. We love to hear from you! 🙂

There are no strangers here, only friends you haven’t yet met

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There are no strangers here; Only friends you haven’t yet met. William Butler Yeats
Back when I was in kindergarten, I was so shy to the point that I would hide myself in the bathroom just so I wouldn’t have to talk to anyone. The girls in my class had already been friends since preschool so I was an outsider to them. To me, they were an unknown territory, like aliens.
After struggling with half a year of solitude, I eventually found myself paying more and more attention to another girl in the class. She seemed to stand out from the crowd but was able to become friends with that tight group. One day, after my mom told me about how important friends are, I approached the girl and asked her to teach me how to play with dolls. I noticed that the group enjoyed collecting dolls and sharing them during break so I thought that that would be an appropriate way to introduce myself to at least one of them.
To my surprise, she became extremely excited (it freaked me out a little at first) and literally dragged me into their little “social corner.” Although the rest of the girls were fairly pleasant, she was my first best friend and to this day, I still keep in contact with her. We are no longer that close, but since that day, I’ve felt more comfortable around people I didn’t know. Looking back, I believe that if I hadn’t approached them, I would never have gotten over my shyness that early.
They taught me that to become friends with someone is to approach a stranger and build the relationship over time. It might seem scary at first but try opening up to a few people you have never met before. They may be strangers now, but who knows? Maybe in just a few months or years, they will be your best friends. The first step is saying Hi. 

A friend to all is a friend to none.

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A friend to all is a friend to none. -Aristotle

I had this philosophy that in order for someone to be your friend, they have to first like you. Now, that isn’t particularly wrong but to me, that meant trying my best to be kind and understanding towards everyone to a point where I would be able to walk down the hall in school and wave at just about everyone I knew. This went on for a few years and the first time I started to realize my mistake was when I pulled up Facebook (after going on a hiatus) and wanting to chat with someone. When I found some familiar names, however, I didn’t feel all that comfortable talking to them, even on social media because I knew that they were friendly but not really close. As I kept scrolling down the list, I was forced to face the truth: no one was really my friend. By being nice and reaching out to every single person that I knew, it was impossible for me to spend quality time with a few people that I have closer connections to, but I ignored that and let some very valuable friendships slip away. It’s still one of my biggest regrets.  After a few years, I was finally able to change that when I met a group that seemed to share interests and to have similar personalities. From then on, I spent time with only them and paid less attention to the floating groups I sometimes visited. Many people that were nice to me before drifted away but I didn’t really pay them any mind because I had my own group of close friends.

Cherish the people who really care about you and want to take time out of their lives just to spend with you. Instead of trying to make everyone happy, look inside. Are you really feeling happy too? If you already have close friends, hold them close. They know that you will be there for them so they want you to know that they will be there for you. Friends is just one of those things where it is quality over quantity.

Being kind matters…

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This is a touching story about the importance of friendship. It shows the results of being kind someone :)… It does make a difference!

“One day, when I was a freshman in high school, I saw a kid from my class was walking home from school. His name was Kyle. It looked like he was carrying all of his books. I thought to myself, “Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? He must really be a nerd.

I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on. As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him. They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt. His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him.

He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes. My heart went out to him. So, I jogged over to him and as he crawled around looking for his glasses, and I saw a tear in his eye. As I handed him his glasses, I said, ‘Those guys are jerks. They really should get lives.’

He looked at me and said, ‘Hey thanks!’ There was a big smile on his face.

It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude. I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived. As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before. He said he had gone to private school before now. I would have never hung out with a private school kid before.

We talked all the way home, and I carried his books. He turned out to be a pretty cool kid. I asked him if he wanted to play football on Saturday with me and my friends. He said yes. We hung all weekend and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him. And my friends thought the same of him.

Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again.

I stopped him and said, ‘Damn boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!’ He just laughed and handed me half the books.

Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends. When we were seniors, began to think about college. Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I was going to Duke. I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem. He was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football scholarship.

Kyle was valedictorian of our class. I teased him all the time about being a nerd. He had to prepare a speech for graduation. I was so glad it wasn’t me having to get up there and speak. Graduation day, I saw Kyle. He looked great. He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school. He filled out and actually looked good in glasses. He had more dates than me and all the girls loved him! Boy, sometimes I was jealous.

Today was one of those days. I could see that he was nervous about his speech. So, I smacked him on the back and said, ‘Hey, big guy, you’ll be great!’ He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled. ‘Thanks,’ he said. As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began.

‘Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years. Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach…but mostly your friends. I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them.

I am going to tell you a story.’ I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met.

He had planned to kill himself over the weekend. He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn’t have to do it later and was carrying his stuff home. He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile. ‘Thankfully, I was saved. My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable.’ I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment. I saw his mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile. Not until that moment did I realize it’s depth.

Never underestimate the power of your actions. With one small gesture you can change a person’s life. For better or for worse. God puts us all in each other’s lives to impact one another in some way.”

#LoveWhatMatters

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Originally written by John W. Schlatter