The Fine Print

When it all went
so terribly wrong,
I initially believed
I’d been fooled.

I was angry
that it wasn’t
turning out
as he’d advertised.

But upon reading
with newly found glasses
I realized the fault was
my own.

I’d failed to read
The Fine Print.

~ cj 2011.08.11

It’s hard to realize you need new glasses to read the Fine Print sometimes. But when you realize it, and when you find them, oh, what a world of difference it makes.

Thank you, my friends for telling me about amplification, for listening to my heartache, and for pointing out the rack with exactly the glasses I needed sitting right there.

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3 Responses to The Fine Print

  1. Karen Schertz says:

    I think people ignore the fine print because they want to believe, to trust their hearts. (Some of us ignore print that’s ten feet tall and end up with abusive sociopaths. Just sayin’.) I think that clarity (those glasses) come with time and experience – when we learn. Not your FAULT.

    • cjromb says:

      My new friend, Kelly, who you saw commenting in that post on FB, said this to me: “Life amplifies your lessons until you learn them.” You’re completely right. We trust our hearts. We believe things will work out. So we glaze over and ignore the fine print. But the truth is, the information is almost always there for us to read from the beginning.

      • Karen Schertz says:

        I really like that. It’s true that my most critical lessons were learned in a BIG way.

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