It's nice when people say unexpectedly nice things about you, and they don't necessarily mean to.
It's also nice to hear it via 3rd party about someone that you are still unsure of.
It's nice when you can have time with people just wandering around doing things. Even though it's awkward and sometimes a little sad the way you feel about that person, it's nice when both people are making an effort to make it work.
It's nice when you feel yourself tumbling towards the edge of a precipice and you take intentional steps away from it. Because you've fallen down that gorge before and there's nothing but broken and bleeding hearts at the bottom.
It's nice to realize that you've done it unconsciously, because that means it's becoming a sustainable life style instead of a begrudged survival skill.
It's nice for you to say that you support what I'm doing and that I can call you if I need to. Because even though I know it, it's nice to hear it.
It's nice to know that even though you were the first person I told, the first person I was brave with, the first person that pushed and shoved me out of my comfort zone that we don't only talk about that.
It's nice that you honor my relationship with God by not making fun of it, even though you don't understand it. It's nice that you ask me open ended questions about it without thinking that I'm going to kung fu baptize you at any given moment.
It's nice to see you happy, to see you thriving, to see you settled and calm. It's nice to know that it's ok to still be a little sad about it though.
It's nice. This life. For all the melodrama and worries, for all the exhaustion and discomfort that comes with living on a limb I would have never chosen for myself...it's nice. This love(ly) life.
1 comment:
I just want to say Yeah! This is heart warming and gives me warm fuzzy feeling about life. :)
I want to give you a hug now. Guess it will have to wait another 24 days. Damn, it sounds like so long away!!
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