Does it matter where you measure???

Took forever to post this time didn’t I? Sorry about that, but…Hey guys, it’s that fantastic blogging time yet again and I’m back with your weekly update. First off, this blog post has nothing to do with anything ‘dirty’ so if you thought ‘Does it matter where you measure,” has something to do with particular body parts…don’t worry, (and for some of you, I’m sorry and will see if I can’t bring you something more racy next time!)

Think you know where measure in someone’s life? I think we’d all like to think that for our closest friends and even family that we rank pretty high. People find it comforting to think that they’re that important to other people but what if you found out that maybe you don’t rank as high to a person as you think you do. And, if you found out where you rank is someone’s life, would that make you change his or her status?

Taking you guys back a week on this emotional rollercoaster of life...unfortunately (however eye-opening), I was recently in a situation where I found out where I ranked in someone’s life and it wasn’t someone in my professional life, so basically that leaves family or friend, both of which are very important to me. You see, I had called on this person for a favor, and in the past they’ve always agreed but this it was different. It was a whole bunch of talking that basically added up to them not being able to come through for me, one of the first time history so color me shocked and why I felt necessary to speak on it today.

It’s fair to say the only reason I noticed and the only reason most people notice what they rank in someone’s life is because you find out, you’re lower than what you think you are and however un-shallow/non-conceited we’d like to think we are, that does take at least a small hit to your ego. And I know it personally hurt my feelings because I did know I used to rank higher, but somewhere along the way, priorities changed and I was lowered on the list. Realistically, because the priorities were important to this person, I consciously knew I was lowered but for some small reason, in the back of my head, I was holding onto the ‘hope’ that nothing had changed and that I was ALWAYS gonna be pretty darn high ranking on this persons list, but then I talked to them and what I heard made me finally realize that I had indeed dropped rank and it burst my hope bubble, sad but true. Now of course this person didn’t say, “you dropped down on my list of priorities,” or anything to that liking and most people never will, you can hear it in their voice, how they address you, how they act, how they say certain things to you or don’t say certain things.

I also don’t think I would have been so concerned dropping down in rank if this person wasn’t high on my list or important to me, so hearing that, and knowing it just hurt a little bit more, and then my next thought was do I lower them in my personal rank just because I was lowered?

I’m not gonna lie, I had thought about it for a while, like a couple of days because of course I was hurt but also because I’d never want to be in a situation where I needed this person and because of where I was on their list now, I wouldn’t be a priority. Then I realized, that’s kinda silly. It’s impossible to try to imagine every scenario where I might need this person above any other, and I don’t have the patience or the want to sit around and think about it. If there was one life lesson I thought I had down pat, I sure thought it was this one, which is different situations calls for different people, and sometimes the people you least suspect-who you might rank low on your list-to help are the ones who end up surprising you or helping you the most. Not to mention new people come into your life all the time and replace other people, it’s just a fact of life you have to get used to... sometimes you are gonna be top priority and other times you’re just gonna be A priority, and I thought I had already learned this lesson but often times in life there’s things that have to be re-learned or re-understood and this was mine. I had almost forgot that whether you rank number three or number four, whether you’re the first person someone might call or the last person, the point is…that IS special. Because at the end of the day, the person is still saying what you want them to say…“you still matter to me.” Just something to think about…

~Kei