They come in threes

Today was one of those off days that did not start until the night. First, I said glowing things to my fella and it seemed he did not like to hear them. His reply was that was high expectations and difficult to keep up with.
Hmm. This arose in me a feeling that he has not heard much good about him from anyone for a while. I can't know. Just feel. So, this made me feel a bit weird since I'm not use to people seeming offended about my good words. My feelings of love for him.

Next, my brother calls me about my dad's wife. Nothing nice to say &spitting negativity, anger, and hate (though he would not see it that way). Anything I tried to say or express of my view of her met with scorn on how I'm one of those 60's nuts on love. It was sad & hurtful to hear him say things as he did because I understand. I was there before.
I used to be so that way.
Not now that I have opened my eyes. Slow a process as it was & is.

Then, a friend e-mailed me that her husband was in the hospital because he had a heart attack. He had run off with a transsexual months ago and left her alone.

When you begin to see things differently, it is amazing what you do see. If we make our own reality, this makes the notion entirely strange.

I fumble through with my new sight and try to stay afloat in this sea. I don't want to change anyone. Each has his own journey. Those I love or those I do not know. Its all the same.

It is all still very puzzling to me.
To feel so different when I used to be the same.