Wine After Whiskey

http://youtu.be/4rLJ-TJms_U

The idea for this post was actually inspired by the song above off of Carrie Underwood's new CD - Blown Away.

I was struck by the idea of this song, and some of the lyrics really hit home.  Sometimes in life, you feel like you're stuck in a maze; you're too small to see above you, can't bring yourself to see the big picture, and you have no sense of direction to rationalize your next move.  Know that place?  Multiply it by a lot.  That's where I am right now.

But every now and then, in this mix of criss-crossing corridors, you bump into someone that's just as lost as you.  That's what people call a "once-in-a-lifetime" opportunity.  Those are, more often than not, the people that make life worth living - no matter how much, or how little, time you get to spend with them. 

These are the people that make you feel like you're on top of the world; and with that, feeling like you could finally see clearly enough to get yourself out of the maze you're aimlessly wandering through.  With a simple message, your whole mood changes and your day goes from being dreary and impossible to suddenly being warm, sunny, and completely alive.  Those are the days when you feel like you could do anything.

These God-sent people don't have to be "significant others," mine haven't been.  Sometimes they come in the form of family members, friends, and complete strangers. 

And just as you think you're going to make it out of this maze, find the path that you're supposed to take - the one you WANT to take - they leave.  You're dropped back down in the middle of the field and you have no idea where you're at.

And it's after losing these people that your whole life feels mediocre, if not completely insignificant.  It's like it's completely watered down, like having wine after whiskey. 

And, more often than not, I think that's what life is.  You get these people and you cherish them, but sooner or later, in one shape of form, they leave.  You're back to sipping your watery wine for x-amount of time, and then one day - BAM - something strong hits again.  Your throat burns from the strength of the whiskey, trying to readjust your weakened system, and then you realize you've felt that before. 

I feel like I'm rambling; and I guess I am.  I just have a lot on my mind and a lot of things are not going the way I had thought they would.  I don't want to lose all of my whiskey people at once; and I feel that I am.  And there comes a point in a relationship where you just have to throw in the towel, close the bar, and call last call.  After a certain point, some things can't go back to they used to be.  Some things change everything.  It's unfortunate, and it sucks, but they do. 

But maybe our life has to have a fair share of wine so that when we find those whiskey people we can recognize it and realize that we have to hold onto those people as long as we can - without becoming so intoxicated that we aren't ourselves anymore.

I promise next week's post will be better.