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Try Again

In recent weeks I’ve learned the hard way that not everyone can be trusted. Not everyone is above board. I’ve been reminded that actions speak far, far louder than words.

Promises are easily made and easily broken, and it can be quite jarring to realize you’ve been taken in by someone you trusted in good faith.

It has happened to me before and no doubt it will happen to me again. Disingenuous people often don’t reveal themselves without the passage of time, and by then, all that’s left is to cut your losses and try again.

Try again.

It takes so much courage, doesn’t it? Courage to put yourself out there, to approach new work or friend opportunities with the hope and goodwill that is vital to healthy relationships and working environments.

I find that such courage is often found only after a jolly good cry, a hearty vent against the injustices of the world, and a decent sleep. Then, and only then, can I summon up the oomph to stiffen the ol’ upper lip, take heart, and try again.

Try again.

I don’t know about you, but I find that after umpteen moments of “try again” the whole process can be downright discouraging and disheartening. I told Bear I feel like one of those inflatable dolls with the weighted bottoms that no matter how many times you knock them down, they pop right up again. He laughed and said, “I think that’s a good thing.” I suppose he’s right, but, to be perfectly honest, I just want to stay upright for a while, no knock downs, no topsy-turvy moments, not even a wobble. I want life to be stable and secure and deliciously boring.

But life just laughs when I get these notions, and reminds me of all the knock-downs I’ve weathered in the past, and how I’ve always emerged wiser, stronger, braver, kinder. It is some consolation.

So I take a deep breath and I take those baby steps of hope. I meet that new person, I apply for that new position, I plant that new tree. And I take heart that all these moments of courage and hope will result in something good.

In between those steps of courage, I return to the things that bring me peace: journal on the back veranda, book while curled up in bed, and harvesting good things from my gardens and the markets.

This week my gardens have exploded with tomatoes and cucumbers, beetroots and asparagus, artichokes and more spinach than Bear and I could possibly eat. My medieval friend Sue brought me a whole bucket of ripe jaboticabas from her trees in Brisbane, and my gardening friend Alison picked up a box of gorgeous apricots for me.

There’s something beautifully therapeutic about preserving fresh fruit and vegetables. The gentle cadence of slicing and pitting, coring and peeling, chopping and sorting. My mind ceases its anxious darting about and falls into the calming rhythms of the work. Niggling problems somehow resolve themselves, and I emerge from the task with a settled heart, knowing exactly what I need to do next.

As I forge ahead in this Try Again Week, I take heart from all the lovely people in this world, those who are honest in their dealings and kind in their interactions. You give me courage.

What keeps you going through those try again moments? xo

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Krista - You rock, Maureen. 🙂 Move on I shall, with my head held high. 🙂 XO

Krista - Hugs and love to you too, dear Faith. XO I’m so glad we can remind each other of the goodness in this world when the bad seems to overwhelm. 🙂

Krista - It is, Tandy. It also makes me really thankful for the true-hearted people in my life. 🙂 So glad you like the new comment box. 🙂

Maureen | Orgasmic Chef - Situations like this are a part of life. There’s always going to someone trying to game the system.

The difference now for you is that you have such a powerful support group of people who love and care for you.

For the person who let you down? fuck ’em – and move on. Better things are still coming for you.

Faith (An Edible Mosaic) - I can relate to this post all the way down in my soul. Every time I have a situation like that – where I’m burned by someone who I poured my heart out to – the thing that keeps me going is the knowledge that good, honest, and true people (like you, my sweet friend) also exist in this world, making it a brighter place. Hugs and love. xoxo

Tandy | Lavender and Lime - It is sad when we realize that things are not as they seem. But a reminder as well that life is more important than the people who enter ours to cause destruction. Have fun with all the preserving and I love the new comment box 🙂

Krista - Your words put a big smile on my face, paradis. 🙂 So sorry these months have been difficult for you too. I love that we can remind each other to keep returning to the good things, to the good people we can depend on. XO

Krista - It is a challenge, dear Cathy, and you are so right. We MUST forge ahead, otherwise the bad guys win. 🙂 XO

mlleparadis - oh yes….THOSE people! it’s been a generally lousy month-6wks for the world and for many people i know. sorry that it’s been bumpy for you, too. yup. hide out, chill out, eat and cook beautiful apricots, read a good book, get consolation from great art or music, get hugs, hug your animals. and know that there are nice people out here listening to you and who value you. hope it gets better soon.

Cathy - Ah try again week – sounds like a challenge. Life presents such challenges and it is trying to face them but we must forge ahead and come out the other side. You are a gem of a person and I wish you great strength and courage Krista xx 🙂

Krista - It is a very hard thing, Liz. I too am very thankful for Bear and the many true-hearted people I’ve met in this world. You are one of them. xo

Liz (Good Things) - There is nothing worse than someone who cannot be trusted. Thank goodness you have bear and all that beautiful fresh produce XX

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