A Kind Of Victory

Irreconcilable differences.

These probably don’t exist. Given enough time and patience and….well those two mainly… we can find reconciliation. It would be nice to think so anyway.

But in real life we don’t always have enough time. Or patience.

Sometimes we find ourselves spending time together, even living together, with another person, with whom we simply can’t reconcile our own outlook on life. It seems impossible.

And that is where the shit really hits the fan. On a personal level for sure. But also in our communities, in our wider culture, and in our nations. Between all of us.

Between all of us is a divide.

And sometimes that divide is like kryptonite.

So, if we don’t let our anger or frustration dominate the situation…

We walk away. We agree to disagree. We don’t talk about it. We spend some time apart.

These are all some of more “acceptable” solutions to the problem. And they all still feel like a compromise really.

But sometimes that’s all we’ve got. Sometimes that’s enough to stop an imperfect situation getting worse.

It’s A Kind Of Victory.