After a discussion I had recently with a good friend, I decided I wanted to waste everyone’s time listing the specific things I love about the people I love. This is the result and I’m sure, a work in progress.
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In no particular order…
Jason: I love your bravery, your vulnerability, your ability to forgive and care for others. I love your silliness and am always thrilled by your suddenly intense or poignant thoughts. I love your strength and your innocence. I love that you’re nothing like me. I love that you try and always hear what I say even if I can’t tell. I love the you I met, the you I fell for and the you you’ve become. I love spending all my time with you and I love that you love me the way you do. You’re my favorite person in the entire world. I love you period.
Jager: I love your smile, your tender little heart, your sense of humor and lack of fear (although that does scare me a bit). I love you from your head to your toes and from your skin to your soul! I love you for choosing me and for making me something I’ve always wanted to be… your mother.
Christina: I love that you’re always there, even when I don’t know it. I love your loyalty and your always bizarre sense of humor and its perfect timing. You are so and real and I love that about you. I love you for turning pain into laughter.
Jonie: I love that you never hold back and love so passionately not only your lover and children, but your friends… I love that I never feel like I’m struggling alone because your always a phone call away. I love you for rescuing me from myself. I love your humor, wisdom and bravery.
Mom: I love your encouraging spirit. I don’t know what I’d do if I didn’t have you to so selfishly draw faith from. You are strength to me and I adore you more every day. I love your love of fun and of life! I love your sacrificial nature and I love that you struggle with things and that you’re real. No one could ever replace you.
Dad: I love your intensity and intellectual nature. I love how freely you show how you feel and how you can’t hide a thing. I love the Dad you were when I was small and I love the Dad and Grandfather you are trying so hard to be in the face of your devastation. I love your tenacity and loyalty.
Jay: I love your passion and your searching nature. I love your humor and its irony in a person as intense as you. I admire your respect for others and love that you care and feel so passionately and so privately at the same time. I love watching you become a whole new man.
Dave: I love the big brother you’ve always been to me. I love your passionate nature and your ability to adapt and love intensely. I love that you reach for people when you need them and struggle to always do what’s right.
Clara: I love your honesty with yourself. I love how brave you’ve become in the wake of your greatest loss. I love watching you rise from those ashes and I love the woman you’re becoming. I love your passionate loyalty and for never hesitating to fear and suffer with others. It’s impossible to feel alone with you in the world.
Gavin: I love the independent and creative man you’ve become. I love your strength and ability to communicate with others. I love your sacrificial nature and your private generosity. I admire you above most others. I love how your father is reflected in you.
Melanie: I loved that you always loved me even when you hurt me. I loved how proud you were of your family. I loved your weird sense of humor and moments of genuine truthfulness and revelation of your fear. I loved you where honest and I loved my memories of childhood shared with you. I loved your passion and I respected your struggle to win your life back.
Charmaine: I love your innocence and that you love genuinely. I love that there isn’t a mean thing about you and that if I ask you’ll give of yourself until the end. I love your generosity and sweetness.
Jarrod: I love your displays of affection and desire to please even if you struggle with what you really want. I love that you let me love you back and your intense loyalty. I admire your strength to love even those who have hurt you.
Jody: I love that you let yourself be a sibling to me. I love that you share your time and knowledge so freely. I love you for loving the people that I love.
Marie: I love you for caring for my husband and raising him to be the kind of man that I could love. I love your tender heart and your ability to listen and care earnestly.
Jean: I love your desperate need to express how much you love others. I love the intense wave of thoughts and feelings that go through you every moment. I love your kindred heart and your restless spirit. I love that I recognize your soul if that makes any sense.
Butch: I love you for being a father to the man I love. I love you because so much of him comes from you and I love your loyalty to your family. I love the way you’ve loved your wife for so many years and making marriage look easy.
Jen L.: I love your carefree spirit and love of life, family and adventure. I love how you can simplify things and make a person feel comfortable anywhere and like they aren’t alone in the room.
Jen R.: I love your intensity and zeal for almost everything! I love your tenacity, your energy and your desire to pursue the truth. I love your innocence and respect your apprehension as well.
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I'm sure there are others, but that's it for now...
Friday, May 11, 2007
Friday, May 04, 2007
Same In Any Language
Sometime ago I met a Navajo,
In a parking lot in Tokyo,
He said everything wordlessly,
Wonderlust in my eyes he did see,
Oh yeah,
Oh oh yeah.
Those postcards I sent to Birmingham,
All the way from those windows of Amsterdam,
I copped a gram from Dappersam
Just to fall at her man in another jam,
Oh yeah,
Oh oh yeah.
It's the same in any language,
A brother is a brother if there’s one thing I know,
It's the same in any language,
Wherever you go.
I ran out of Jack in Tripoli,
Oh those freedom fighters they were good to me,
They asked me all about Tennessee,
And on one thing we all did agree,
Ooh yeah,
Yeah oh oh yeah.
Wherever you go,
Where are you going, to?
Oh oh no no no no,
Where are you going, to?
Where you going to?
Everything is...
Say say say say say where are you going, to?
So where are you going, to?
I say where are you going?
Hoo hoo yeah.
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I'm in some kind of withdrawal. Is this total bloggerhea? Yeah. Well, it's either that or I'm going to start singing really loud into an imaginary microphone right here in the middle of Panera. "It's the saaaaaaaaaaaame in any language. A brother is a brother if there's one thing I know. It's the saaaaaaaaaaaame in any language... wherever you goooooooooo." Seriously, I've done it before, I'm not above such behaviour. I make no sense.
Do you ever feel like your legs are dying to do something really remarkable, but you can't make yourself move? This is what happens to a poor soul who has no creative and expressive outlet.
Wanderlust in my oë hy het gesien. Wat nie hy sien? Hy weet my beter as Ek ken my. Ek makeer om te gaan êrens. Ek kan nie gaan tuis, so ons gevestig vir Disney Wêreld. Wat het daardie sê omtrent my? Is Ek alleen op vir 'n rukkie van pret? Indien so, is daar iets verkeerd met dat? Ek regtig nie behoort hier.
In a parking lot in Tokyo,
He said everything wordlessly,
Wonderlust in my eyes he did see,
Oh yeah,
Oh oh yeah.
Those postcards I sent to Birmingham,
All the way from those windows of Amsterdam,
I copped a gram from Dappersam
Just to fall at her man in another jam,
Oh yeah,
Oh oh yeah.
It's the same in any language,
A brother is a brother if there’s one thing I know,
It's the same in any language,
Wherever you go.
I ran out of Jack in Tripoli,
Oh those freedom fighters they were good to me,
They asked me all about Tennessee,
And on one thing we all did agree,
Ooh yeah,
Yeah oh oh yeah.
Wherever you go,
Where are you going, to?
Oh oh no no no no,
Where are you going, to?
Where you going to?
Everything is...
Say say say say say where are you going, to?
So where are you going, to?
I say where are you going?
Hoo hoo yeah.
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I'm in some kind of withdrawal. Is this total bloggerhea? Yeah. Well, it's either that or I'm going to start singing really loud into an imaginary microphone right here in the middle of Panera. "It's the saaaaaaaaaaaame in any language. A brother is a brother if there's one thing I know. It's the saaaaaaaaaaaame in any language... wherever you goooooooooo." Seriously, I've done it before, I'm not above such behaviour. I make no sense.
Do you ever feel like your legs are dying to do something really remarkable, but you can't make yourself move? This is what happens to a poor soul who has no creative and expressive outlet.
Wanderlust in my oë hy het gesien. Wat nie hy sien? Hy weet my beter as Ek ken my. Ek makeer om te gaan êrens. Ek kan nie gaan tuis, so ons gevestig vir Disney Wêreld. Wat het daardie sê omtrent my? Is Ek alleen op vir 'n rukkie van pret? Indien so, is daar iets verkeerd met dat? Ek regtig nie behoort hier.
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