
This post is for a dear friend I’ve known for over a dozen years.
Dear - my friend who will know who she is if / when she reads this -
I thought of you tonight, for a reason you’ll appreciate, I know. I was remembering how you were so deadly determined not to like me when we met. And how, one day, after I burst into your office with a vase I had painted for you on some artistic whim, you said it was then that you realized you just couldn’t do it; you decided to turn in your determination to dislike me, for the more enjoyable pursuit of friendship, instead. I can’t recall, exactly, what you said - something like…”and she’s NICE TOO, damn it!”
Well, I don’t know why I ever painted the vase. Probably for the same reason I do half of the nutty, inspired and for-no-darned-good-reason-but-it-pleases-me kinda things in life! All I do know is… what another chooses to do with such a thing has nothing to do with me and everything to do with their own being. In your case, I have always believed that your beauty wasn't made by the act of looking beyond my container, nor anything I ever “packed" openly, without apology. No, your beauty was defined within, in the second just before that happened; by your decision to free yourself from the jail you had created for your being; the one that led up to that moment of far greater possibility, for both of us. I know my life has certainly benefited, as a result.
Anyway, tonight, I thought of you and wondered if I ever made a point of telling you that I appreciated your giving me a chance, in spite of what drove you to want to treat me badly; that it is part of what has come to affirm my endless faith – that never do we need to require others be less in order to feel that we are more. Indeed, we are more when we allow others to be all they are, in SPADES, as they do the same for us, in return.
Now, while I'm at it, I may not have told you recently, either, how proud I am of you. I am proud to know a woman who is such a survivor and so honest (with herself), as you are, to the core. It truly is not whether we win or lose - it truly is all about how we play in life. And you have much to be proud of, my dear friend. As have I, in being so blessed with our friendship.
Now - I will know if you frequent my blog only when I hear from you – I shall say nothing! Until then, this post will sit right here in cyberspace, unhidden (yet still, a surprise!).
Cheers to you my dear! Carpe Diem!!
With Gratitude,~ T.
Now - I will know if you frequent my blog only when I hear from you – I shall say nothing! Until then, this post will sit right here in cyberspace, unhidden (yet still, a surprise!).
Cheers to you my dear! Carpe Diem!!
With Gratitude,~ T.
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