We all have scars. Cracks that will mend with the mortar of a life lived. There are also the cracks that never heal. The ones that are open, always, to the next life event.
You take me as I am. I don’t know if you don’t see the lines, cracks, and the scars. Or if you choose not to see them. Either way, I find myself at peace with you. No guards up. No false fronts to maintain. With you, I can just be. Nothing more. Nothing more is needed or expected.
Cracks in the familiar are not rebuffed by you. You caress and cherish each one. You take them and accept them as if they were adored icons. You look in my eyes and see what others do not. You see my light shining through the cracks.
(C) 2019 Penny Wilson
This is my version of the A to Z challenge.
Meaning: To feel or express sympathy or compassion.
I lost a dear friend of mine a couple of years ago. I miss her terribly. You know, that type of friend that will let you whine and cry on their shoulder if need be and all the while commiserate with you.
I like to think that I was that kind of friend to her too.
On a Friday or Saturday evening, we would buy the adult beverage of our choice, sit around her fire pit watching the fire and solve all the world’s problems.
The pleasure here was very simple. Just the pleasure of another’s company and the freedom knowing that you can express yourself in any way you see fit. We both knew that those “gab fests” would stay strictly between us and go no further.
We also knew that neither of us would be judged by whatever words managed to slur their way out of our mouths. There were a few times, the next morning, I would shake my head, smiling at where the conversation had taken us.
The journey I was on with this woman was one of discovery. Having someone you can talk to this freely was liberating. I found myself realizing things about myself that I never knew before.
They say that the easiest person in the world to lie to is yourself. We’ve all done it.
There were many “aha” moments for both of us. Through this process, I think we both did some growing.
I miss this woman. She was a good friend.