Can and Want
Whenever I move, which is somewhat often, I always end up going through all my old papers and finding things I had completely forgotten about. I've probably posted some of them already in the past, but if I've forgotten, everyone else sure as hell has too. The next few entries will be from archaic stuff I've dug out of folders.
This first piece is a letter to me from somewhere between 1998 and 1999, probably more toward the summer of 1999. It's written to me by my best female friend of the time, who lived about half a mile from me and whom I'd visit and spend time with on basically a daily basis. No, we did not have romantic involvement. Just very close friends.
I've changed the names and added a couple paragraphs for ease of reading.
Red,
First, this is a "thanks for all the cool stuff from Canada!" letter, but there is a lot more that I have to thank you for. This is a long overdue letter.
Yesterday I was flipping through my "Moo Erased." Apparently when I got it back for the last time, I guess I didn't think anyone had written in it since the last time I had read it. I was reading all the entries again, when *gasp* I come to some that I had not read.
I came to the last entry which was from you and it brought me to tears. It was something that I have really been reading. I would like to thank you for everything that you have done for me. You have truly helped me in so many ways. Although we have our differences I've always been able to talk to you about anything. First you'll bitchslap me, which I usually deserve :) but then you'll really help me.
I know there are the times when all you could think of was "dumb blondie!" but you were still always there to pick me up and to help me out. I thank you for everything from the bottom of my heart. I want you to know that I am here for you always.
Thank you,
L.
It's sad to say that she's another one of the "always" cases that I've run into in my travels. We rarely communicate, and when we do it's weather-talk, not at all reminiscent of the bond that two younger comrades shared. I'd like to think positively and consider it simply that we both understand that if the time comes, we will be there for each other. Nothing in between is entirely too important, and it's probably selfish to desire anything more than necessity.
In any case, I've managed to hang onto this for nearly a decade and will probably never get rid of it. It's something that reminds of of the kind of person I can be when I put my efforts into it. More than that, it's a reminder of the kind of person I want to be.
This first piece is a letter to me from somewhere between 1998 and 1999, probably more toward the summer of 1999. It's written to me by my best female friend of the time, who lived about half a mile from me and whom I'd visit and spend time with on basically a daily basis. No, we did not have romantic involvement. Just very close friends.
I've changed the names and added a couple paragraphs for ease of reading.
Red,
First, this is a "thanks for all the cool stuff from Canada!" letter, but there is a lot more that I have to thank you for. This is a long overdue letter.
Yesterday I was flipping through my "Moo Erased." Apparently when I got it back for the last time, I guess I didn't think anyone had written in it since the last time I had read it. I was reading all the entries again, when *gasp* I come to some that I had not read.
I came to the last entry which was from you and it brought me to tears. It was something that I have really been reading. I would like to thank you for everything that you have done for me. You have truly helped me in so many ways. Although we have our differences I've always been able to talk to you about anything. First you'll bitchslap me, which I usually deserve :) but then you'll really help me.
I know there are the times when all you could think of was "dumb blondie!" but you were still always there to pick me up and to help me out. I thank you for everything from the bottom of my heart. I want you to know that I am here for you always.
Thank you,
L.
It's sad to say that she's another one of the "always" cases that I've run into in my travels. We rarely communicate, and when we do it's weather-talk, not at all reminiscent of the bond that two younger comrades shared. I'd like to think positively and consider it simply that we both understand that if the time comes, we will be there for each other. Nothing in between is entirely too important, and it's probably selfish to desire anything more than necessity.
In any case, I've managed to hang onto this for nearly a decade and will probably never get rid of it. It's something that reminds of of the kind of person I can be when I put my efforts into it. More than that, it's a reminder of the kind of person I want to be.
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