From 06/2008
HERE is to the people we share a connection with, however brief. The ones we only know for a few seconds, who we laugh with, or smile and nod at, and the ones we know for years and know the hearts and minds of. This is for the ones we meet on occasion, randomly, and recognize a fellow human being, and share a laugh. The ones we have a nice conversation with, and never see again.
HERE is to the people who feel everything. Whether someone’s faults or strengths. We are the ones who remember every awkward moment, every time someone has irked or hurt us, has made us feel loved and welcome, who must live with all of these feelings, even though it usually means we find pain and heartache in everything, until hope is so mixed in with what we wish for and what we dread that we don’t know whether to cry, kill ourselves, or wait it out.
HERE is to the girls that bewitch us. You will never know how much you do to us (frankly, at this point, the idea of someone knowing their true worth and value is as foreign as a frictionless universe or a world without air). You girls are beautiful, all of you. Whether in the way your hair falls, the brightness of your eyes at a sad or happy moment, the smile and giggle at a bad joke that we share. You have the power to break our hearts and make them come alive in the same moment (not “or” but “and”, do you follow me?)
Finally, HERE is to survivors. We accept the idea thar the world, our lives, and our very souls are not what we want them to be, Yet we go on, waiting or hoping or wishing or working or lamenting the life we believe we should be living, or should be granted to those we love.
Someone said to me tonight, as we parted, “Keep on rockin in the free world”. You might think that means “Keep on truckin’”, or “keep on that the path you are on”. To me, it meant survive as long as you can, period.
More to come.
