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I haven’t always told you how I feel about you, but I want to, no, I need to. It’s hard to tell myself how I feel. To be truthful with myself. It’s even hard to sort out what person I am speaking in when I talk to myself. Which is odd as I am constantly talking to myself in my head. How many people are in there anyway? You tend to look at all situations from both sides. I have often wondered if that would make you a good arbitrator (never a judge, you don’t like to judge people, and I love that about you). But you are deeply empathetic and you look to see where a person is coming from before you make up your mind about them.
Your passion is amazing. The way you speak when you talk about something you love, anyone can hear the passion in your voice. You have a lust for life and for learning that seems to know no bounds. That passion can be hard for others to understand or deal with at times. Not everyone gets you, but that is ok and you seem to be alright with that. It can be hard for you at times too. When you are focused on an idea or project it can consume you, this isn’t bad, but it can confuse others and make you seem absent minded or almost ditzy in the way you forget about other things, but that is a byproduct of intense passion. To listen to you when you talk about something you love, I can feel you eyes sparkle. It doesn’t matter to you the subject, if it is something that you take an interest in you jump all the way into the deep end.
There are people who hide their life from the world. People who only show a little of what is going on in their life and their world. They show just the good pieces, just the nice bits to make themselves look their best. You are not one of these people. You will tell you story to anyone that wants to hear (and maybe many who don’t?). You will dress it up as a story (you do love to tell stories), but you are not afraid to tell the dark bits, acknowledge when you were in the wrong, when you made a mistake. You know it is all part of the journey of your life. Maybe others will listen and not make the same mistakes, or at least will make those mistakes with their eyes a little wider open first. But you have no reservations about letting someone into your thoughts that is for sure. You know that if you tell someone your secrets it could come back to hurt you, that they could easily use it to try and hurt you, but you trust in others, often to a fault, but that open heart and mind is one of the things I love about you. That you would rather be open and possibly hurt than closed and alone.
You want to share your passions with people, but you also love to share in others passions. This can confuse and scare some people as well, but again, you don’t care, it is you being you and you don’t really know another way to be.
You want the world to be a better place. Not in the sense that you do you part for the environment or take political action and march or anything like that, you care about these things, but that’s not what I mean. You care about how people see and interact with each other. You believe deeply in your own morals (which, as everyone’s do) shift over time. You want people to get along, to love each other and to listen to their hearts. You truly believe that more hugs can save the world. Oh, your hugs. Your hugs are rarely a quick arm around pat, they are a full body squeeze. Not everyone understands your hugs either, but you hope that they help make the world better.
You are an imperfect person. This is a love letter to you, so I will not go into the details of your faults, foibles and imperfections, for they are numerous and this is not the place. But know that I love you not just regardless of these or in spite of these, but because of these. You are human and growing and changing and flawed. You try to make yourself better, but you understand that you are a work in progress. You know that perfection of self is a journey and not a destination.
Never give up your empathy. Never give up your passion. Never give up your love for others and the world.
I love you.
Me
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