(June 11, 2022 I have gotten closer to friendship as I have gotten older.) (June 15, 2022 Strangely, I have also grown apart from friendship as I have gotten older. I think the “closer” part of it is, I have become closer to myself in my own friendship with me. I have always been my own best friend, I have just made effort in my choice to disconnect myself from the world, carve out- and take- time to get to know myself. My sisters feel like the kind of friend I am to myself, too. Matt is my first best friend apart from me and my sisters. Mom and Dad have always been my parents only; they took that responsibility seriously (and that is how Mom and Dad were our friends June 16, 2022. My most accurate friend, so accurate he can anticipate my needs all on his own- that reflects to me how yoked I am to Jesus- told me your family sounds like y’all are friends. I agreed. That is how big the responsibility of my friendship to someone outside of my family feels to me.) The same accurate friend of mine told me I love him like he can do no wrong, like his grandmother loves him.
His grandmother called me once, and we exchanged only that one moment. I knew she was trying to grasp the understanding of who I was to her grandson without question, but more than that I could hear the concern for her grandson in the breath of her words; it was short. She did not even tell me goodbye in her hang up.
I agreed to myself with his comparison, and then as he puts it, I “put the pen to the kite”. I prayed all over that paper so he better understand:
We all can do wrong, and we all do, but our love for (you) is in God. The Holy Spirit gives us strength to respect and trust you in your journey. We have faith you will overcome and do right.
Another friend told me I am like a cold front after a day of warmth and protection I give. I felt the friend in me resonate with that string of words. I even shared a photo I took of myself I felt was a good illustration to those words:
He responded the summer 2022 photo epitomized me, and I agreed. I didn’t expect what he would say next…
“The sunlight on you looks like the Universe works for you.” (June 16,
2022 Compliments outside of my family’s still make me uncomfortable, but I practiced receiving it.) That moved me (because I have been hard at work in deepening my relationship with Christ. June 16, 2022) and then I thought:
I would have chosen the preposition #through in that remark for he described me as looking “unintentionally disheveled”.
I agreed with unintentionally disheveled.
I just am disheveled because by Grace I am.
I feel confident “unintentionally disheveled” is my signature look
; I will claim that for I received the compliment from someone (Matt will agree is his best friend June 21, 2022.)
When I saw the #nofilter picture, I just told myself I liked how my naked lower lip looked in that time of sun.
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