Love and Change

I recently had a heart-felt private discussion with one of the closest people in the world to me. Within five minutes we both began to realize just how much our lives had changed and were in fact continuing to change even as we were speaking. After hanging up, I started reminiscing a bit about our shared history and how our lives had diverged so dramatically, how we had remained so strongly connected even while we, as individuals, couldn't have evolved more differently. I am no emotional fount, but this person deserves every iota of love I can muster, simply because they've fully accepted me for who I am and because some core differences we have--differences that would set most other relationships ablaze--have been nothing but the source of mild amusement between us.

This person has made me believe in love, even if I've rarely seen it in its truest form.

Now as new change approaches, for both of us, we seek each other out--that one piece of stability in a universe of chaos.

This entry is merely a musing put to electronic paper, a way to commit to timelessness the affection I have for this person.

I'd like to think that everyone has a person such as this. Someone who doesn't share our life's journey but has helped build and maintain the boat we ride in. Be thankful.

Just my 2 cents.