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Taking For Granted

Life has been busy … but I’m sure you knew that already. In fact, it’s been so busy that I honestly can’t remember the last time I sat down and really put forth maximum effort when it came to writing you. I had been stealing moments here and there to write little notes just to let you know that you weren’t forgotten, but the effort that initially won you over was noticeably absent.

So it wasn’t a surprise to me when I viewed my website’s traffic numbers and noticed a steady decline of readers. You were losing interest, and I wasn’t doing anything to stop the bleeding. Instead of communicating what was going on in my personal and professional life, I just assumed that you would always be here—forever faithful..... I was wrong.

But doesn’t that behavior sound familiar?

In our personal lives, we often work hard to win someone’s heart, only to watch our effort be devalued by incrementally taking them for granted. And it’s never intentional. Life just gets crazy, and we begin to assume that our relationship is the one area where it’s safe to cut corners.

That’s a flawed assumption though, and is one that can drive a wedge between you and the person that deserves your best. So if you can learn anything from my website epiphany, learn to never take those that are important to you for granted. When life gets crazy, that’s when you should draw closer to your support system … not the opposite.

So as I work to reacquaint myself with you and this site, I hope you take a moment to show that special someone how much you truly appreciate them. That effort alone will go a long way in bridging the divide that had begun to widen between the two of you.

And in the event that today’s message doesn’t apply to you, remember to continue to work hard to ensure that it never does. Like everything else in life, relationships require preventive maintenance. So routinely check in to make sure that your loved one understands that you both love and appreciate them.

Also, Hapy Thanksgiving, Merry Christmas and Happy New Year....

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