A long time ago, I decided that I was going to be *That* guy… the big brother, the good friend, the guy that will do all that he can to help just about anyone. And it was a good choice. I believed that the more you did for people, the more you would receive. So I kept doing it. I overlook most things that others have a hard time being quiet about. What is ironic, though, is that when I do get upset about something, its typically trivial. I really feel like I am out of balance. People can only give so much. I can only give so much. If wealth was measured in good deeds, I think that I might rival Bill Gates as the worlds richest man. Ok, maybe I am giving myself a little too much credit, but still… the truth remains. My gifts, of time and word, money and friendship, passion and care, far outweigh what people have given me, and while I have no regrets and I certainly appreciate everything, I wonder sometimes… will I ever have a person be to me what I have been to so many people? Maybe I won’t, maybe I will. Who knows. I just wish that all the giving I have done didn’t leave me feeling so empty. Maybe its true what they say, that no good deed goes unpunished. I am a little tired of punishment…
-=brett=-
