Fences are built to keep valuable things safe–to keep children and pets from escaping or running headlong into danger. Roadways have painted lines to keep cars in their own lane, and homes have signs to keep interlopers away. Boundaries keep things in place, keep things just so. Keep problems from popping up. Keep things under control. Boundaries are a necessity.
Boundaries don’t need to be wrapped in barbed wire or topped with shards of glass or constructed of three-foot-thick blocks of concrete. Boundaries don’t need to be hostile. Or harsh. Boundaries can also be neatly trimmed hedges or flower gardens or silken lengths of rope. Boundaries can be passive. Quiet. They don’t have to push and shove–sometimes, they’re just there. A definition of space. A reminder not to cross.
Boundaries are what I make of them. They are what I need them to be. To protect myself and others. Boundaries are a necessity.
Boundaries, boundaries, boundaries. Don’t leave home without them.
Today’s thought from the Hazelden Betty Ford Foundation