Tuesday, February 04, 2014

You don’t have to be perfect to be lovable

It’s so liberating to wake up this morning having had a good night’s sleep. I feel ready for anything.

Yesterday morning I felt dire, and when my friend rang up to ask if we could cancel lunch and eat at her house instead and would a poached egg be OK, I said “I hate poached eggs. I’ll bring my own lunch.”  I knew this wouldn’t offend her, and it didn’t. That’s the kind of friend she is. Later, she commented on my being grumpy – but not as a complaint, merely as a statement. She loves me, even when I’m grumpy.

Also, I can tell her anything. I am so lucky to have her as a friend.

This quote is dedicated to her:

Oh, the comfort --
The inexpressible comfort of feeling
safe with a person,
Having neither to weigh thoughts,
Nor measure words -- but pouring them
All right out -- just as they are --
Chaff and grain together --
Certain that a faithful hand will
Take and sift them --
Keep what is worth keeping --
and with the breath of kindness
Blow the rest away.

Dinah Craik

This is Gil, six years ago:

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Lovable then. Lovable now.

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