The Voices in my HeadOur Friendship...a Letter.
January 4th 2007 01:33
I couldn't decide between a letter or a poem. I decided to just write from my heart, to you, about us...wherever it goes, it goes...like the winds of our friendship.
You and I have weathered some amazing things together. You have had to pick me up at times, and others, I have held my hand out to you. There's no scoreboards or IOU's in this friendship. It's just there. Like the ceiling of a house or an umbrella. I don't think about it much. I take it for granted that you will always be there for me.
Being taken for granted is a special gift from one person to another. Did you know that? It is. It's trust. So far removed from conscious thought and plans to keep it that it is just the air I breathe. I know the next breath will be there. Not literally know it...but the assumption of it. So, when I say that I take you for granted, your friendship for granted, I mean that as a testiment to you, my friend of twenty plus years.
I would never want to be without my next breath...I appreciate the air I breathe...but I don't think about it or my appreciation of it everytime my lungs expand. And so it is with you...
I would die without it.
Life's hard knocks, our babies first breaths, losing our virginity, the loss of our first loves, the pain, misery, rejoicing and bliss...is all contained within a look.
Your knowledge of who I am and what I want to be, what I want to change and why...the goals I have, the dreams I have, the desire and goal to do with my life as I want to...you know it all. You remind me of it. You hold me to it with a ferocity that is, frustrating. You believe in me so much more than I do. Why? Because. That's all. Because I am me...because you care for me and want me to do well. Not for a single gain of your own, but because my happiness is yours.
The times we have cried,
tried by life's overwhelming burden.
The times we have laughed,
until we have cried.
There is a lot of salt shed between us over the years.
It was worth it. Every minute of it...priceless.
You have supported and chided, laughed and led, hugged and yelled. We stopped speaking for years at one time.
The moment we reconnected...they were erased.
The contradictions of our memories, our friendship is the glue...okay, the crazy glue, that has held it together.
Now, the circle has come back around to you. You need me...I am there. Here. Wherever you need me to be, my best friend, my sister.
In all things, through all things...
...as long as there is breath left in my lungs.
You and I have weathered some amazing things together. You have had to pick me up at times, and others, I have held my hand out to you. There's no scoreboards or IOU's in this friendship. It's just there. Like the ceiling of a house or an umbrella. I don't think about it much. I take it for granted that you will always be there for me.
Being taken for granted is a special gift from one person to another. Did you know that? It is. It's trust. So far removed from conscious thought and plans to keep it that it is just the air I breathe. I know the next breath will be there. Not literally know it...but the assumption of it. So, when I say that I take you for granted, your friendship for granted, I mean that as a testiment to you, my friend of twenty plus years.
I would never want to be without my next breath...I appreciate the air I breathe...but I don't think about it or my appreciation of it everytime my lungs expand. And so it is with you...
I would die without it.
Life's hard knocks, our babies first breaths, losing our virginity, the loss of our first loves, the pain, misery, rejoicing and bliss...is all contained within a look.
Your knowledge of who I am and what I want to be, what I want to change and why...the goals I have, the dreams I have, the desire and goal to do with my life as I want to...you know it all. You remind me of it. You hold me to it with a ferocity that is, frustrating. You believe in me so much more than I do. Why? Because. That's all. Because I am me...because you care for me and want me to do well. Not for a single gain of your own, but because my happiness is yours.
The times we have cried,
tried by life's overwhelming burden.
The times we have laughed,
until we have cried.
There is a lot of salt shed between us over the years.
It was worth it. Every minute of it...priceless.
You have supported and chided, laughed and led, hugged and yelled. We stopped speaking for years at one time.
The moment we reconnected...they were erased.
The contradictions of our memories, our friendship is the glue...okay, the crazy glue, that has held it together.
Now, the circle has come back around to you. You need me...I am there. Here. Wherever you need me to be, my best friend, my sister.
In all things, through all things...
...as long as there is breath left in my lungs.
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Comment by albea
Always take me for granted. When you are in the valley...I am there. When your at the top of the mountain...I am there.
Remember as little girls how we loved to hook our arms together and take each step the same....that is friendship.
Luv ya!
Comment by The Voices in my Head
The Voices in my Head
Remember when...
We did the 'Anything Goes' activity at church and you had to eat everything edible on the list...including the goldfish??
Skating rink?
Dancing?
Bacon Cheeseburgers and French Toast at 3:00a.m.?
The love scene in Top Gun?
That...the memories no one else has with you or I...that is friendship to me...20 years of exclusive memories.
Come back.
Voices~
Comment by Adrian
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Comment by The Voices in my Head
The Voices in my Head
Speechless! Not really...but you know what I mean. *smile*
May I ask, what was it that you presumed?
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Voices~
Comment by Adrian
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Comment by The Voices in my Head
The Voices in my Head
She isn't. lol Damn...there goes a great compliment down the drain.
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Voices~
Comment by Adrian
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Comment by The Voices in my Head
The Voices in my Head
Wow...that's even better! *smile*
Thanks (more than you know) and come back,
Voices~