Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Men.
If you know me at all you know that I do enjoy a good looking man. I have always appreciated men. I have appreciated some more than others, but that is a different story and my son is already cringing at this sentence. Point is I like guys, not girls. Let me follow that statement with I have some friend girls that just so happens to like other girls... not a problem for me at all. I love all my friend girls... who they like matters not to me, unless that person is mean to them, man or woman, then I take issue! I happen to have two friends who are going through a hard time due to the actions of people they trusted, they believed in, they had faith in the friendship that they had developed. I won't tell names, that is not important. What I will do is pose this question to the reader. When you hurt a friend, when you abandon a friend, when you use that friend as a whipping post do you really, really realize the pain you may be causing? If you are asking if I am writing about myself and my "friend" no it's not me. But I find myself asking me, have I hurt any of "my friends" in the way I have seen my two friends hurt. If I have, and you are reading this, I am so very sorry. But the title is "men". My one friend I have known for many years. I know her secrets, I know her brilliants, I know her heart. She is a good person, she is sometimes too smart for her own good, when she cares, she truly cares. She and I are alot alike other than she is much smarter, refined and taller! She is hurting because her friend, and he is really a friend, not one with "benefits" has all but turned on her. Why? Why does he find it funny to embarrass her after all the times of confiding in her, asking her advise, looking to her for strength. Why must he damage the importance he holds in her life. Why must he make her feel as if all the talks, the emotions, the concerns she has felt for him as a person were for nothing? I have felt the pain she is feeling, I have felt the lose of an important "friend" I have felt the sting of words that I could not understand. I have felt the confusion that this "friend" threw into my world. My friend was important to me, it did not matter that he was a man, just that he was my friend. My friend asks me why, why he would change in such a short time, why he would hurt her feelings in a way very few people can, why? I can only tell her that perhaps he, himself is so very unhappy. He has no out!!!! He has no one else to lash out at. Perhaps, like a small child coming home from school, all day he has to do what is right, what is expected, what he is told, until finally he returns home, returns to those he feels safe with. Only then can that child release the fears, the angers, the frustration the day created for him, only with those he loves can he let go. Perhaps? Maybe, he knows his life is set, through decisions that he did and did not make alone. Perhaps, he knows that the things she and he discussed have happened and he no longer knows where to turn? Perhaps, he is simply miserable, and as the saying goes misery loves company. I feel badly for both my friends. One has lost a confidant, the other friend has lost a running buddy. Real friends are rare, they take time to find, time to cultivate and time to trust. When we are young it seems as though our friends are everywhere. As we go through life, hopefully we learn friends are like lotto tickets... some tickets we immediately check and find they are not winners so we discard, some tickets we get when we are in a hurry so we tuck it away and check when we think about it, we take a chance at losing a prize, and some tickets we buy, we check them and know they are winners and we remember that ticket, that prize! Seldom do we get a winning ticket. If you are fortunate enough to have a few winning tickets, make sure you make the best of your prize. This diddy is simply a reminder of how we can help or hurt those who count on us, who do not need us for money, or because they "have" to be around us, but simply count on us because we are important to their hearts and their spirits, whether they be man or woman!!! later chicks and chicketts
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