Skip to main content

What, You're Still Here?



Sometimes I'm surprised that anyone can put up with me. I am a terribly needy person. I identify very much with Ms. Hepburn's comment above, and I wonder that anyone can stand it long enough to see it for what it is.

Plants wither and die without the sun. All plants do. But some are better able to tolerate shade than others. People are the same way. I'm one that needs full sunlight. I crave the light and warmth that feeds my mind and soul and heart...

By that, I don't mean that I'm an attention-seeker. I'm perfectly content to spend time by myself, to be alone with my own thoughts and things. And I don't seek the glory or adulation of the world. What I want is the secret, gentle soul caresses that come from someone who truly loves and sees me for who I am - who I really am. I want the sweet glances full of meaning and warmth and regard. The kind word spoken at the right moment can fill my soul with such unspeakable joy... I would rather have one friend who could do that than a million acquaintances who cannot.

I am fortunate, truly blessed, then, to have a few who get it - who get me - and who fill my life with this light. A real friendship is not diminished by time, distance, or anything like that. A real friendship transcends all of this and reaches the sublime.

And I am grateful for those who stay with me, who endure my oddities with the best of grace, and who realize that I'm a work in progress.

Thank you.

I love you.

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Is this thing still on?

 Does anyone even blog anymore? I remember when it first got started and everyone was having a blog. I like writing, and I do a lot of it in my professional life, but not everything makes it onto this blog, which is where a lot of my personal thoughts come out. I put more into Facebook lately, too, because it's a little easier. But there's something to be said for this long-form writing exercise, and I think I will continue here periodically. You don't mind, do you? Well, in my last post I wrote about how difficult things were for me at the time. That changed in July when I finally got a job working for the State of Utah. I was the program manager for the moderate income housing database program, and that meant I worked from home a lot but also went in to Salt Lake when needed, mostly on the train. It was a good experience, for the most part, and I'm grateful for the things I learned even in the short time I was there.  In October I started working for Weber County in t...
1 comment
Read more

The Other Art

I'm not sure we appreciate photography as much as we do other art forms. Part of this comes from the reality that surrounds and permeates a photograph - it's very, very real, and the photographer strives for clarity and crispness in the representations. Perhaps this is why black and white images continue to be relevant - they strip away extraneous information (color) and leave us with something that is at once familiar and also non-existent - for nothing exists in black and white. Nothing. I also think that pictures are becoming too common-place... Everyone has a camera in their pocket, and while that's a very democratic thing (everyone can express themselves in a picture easily and readily, and can find an audience for these images, which are casually taken and casually viewed, and perhaps just as casually forgotten) I think that we embrace that casual attitude, and it spills over to all aspects of the media, making it impotent. So I read this article this morning: h...
Post a Comment
Read more

A Romantic Encounter

Him (tears in his eyes, heartbroken): I want you to know that I love you, that I'm sorry for my weakness and frailties, and that I will try and do better. I think I am doing better than I was before, and I just want to please you and make you happy. I am very grateful for your continued patience as I try to be the kind of man I want to be. Her: You need a haircut. It's getting a little long.
15 comments
Read more