What comes around in certain stages in life is amazing, indeed. As I mentioned, it is quite good to just talk to strangers from time to time to get out of our little closets we call our minds. So it happened that recently I, independently one from the other, met two persons, male, who were left by their assumed 'partners' just in situations in life when they would have needed a reliable relation the most. I am pointing this out, as I, as a female, had only experienced the same the other way around. So I somehow had gotten the impression that it is males who are somewhat overasked with a little more demanding challenges in life. But as said, also my former perceptions are challenged for re-adjustment from time to time.
To one of them it happend that he got squeezed between a vehicle and the guardrail with the result that he himself was more or less technical total loss. His girlfriend, 'partner', showed up in hospital only a few days later to let him know that he will probably never be the same as he was before, and left him with these word for a rehabilitation he is in now for many, many years. Apart from the physical rehabilitation which is still ongoing after ten years, he also is struggling with the desillusion he was thrown into.
The other guy in his 42nd year of life, experienced the insight of carrying around a onehundredgrams tumor in his renal pelvis. When his 'partner' got to know about this, she withdrew from their 'relation' (remember, that should have to do with 'relying' so I'd better name it 'relytion' from now on to get that connection more clear). She instantly moved out from their joint living place. He underwent surgery, chemical treatment and reconvalescence all alone to find that afterwards she showed up again when she got to know he is fine again.
Well. What to say about such? Where I in my sometimes complicated ways then usually try to get a clue what's going on in such a person in detail and whether that person might simply have been severely overasked with a situation and thus reacted in the form of a short circuit, that man put it much simpler:
And always it is only the situations where it matters which will show us the true face of someone. Even if someone whom we think we know really well. Still, we didn't know anything until some certain things had happened.
And maybe the 'I's, too.
Hopefully. Faithfully.
That's why I cherish what's true so much.
As tiny and small or momentarily as it may be.
Or old and wise and huge - but silent for those who won't listen.
Truely, yours,
Lyn
To one of them it happend that he got squeezed between a vehicle and the guardrail with the result that he himself was more or less technical total loss. His girlfriend, 'partner', showed up in hospital only a few days later to let him know that he will probably never be the same as he was before, and left him with these word for a rehabilitation he is in now for many, many years. Apart from the physical rehabilitation which is still ongoing after ten years, he also is struggling with the desillusion he was thrown into.
The other guy in his 42nd year of life, experienced the insight of carrying around a onehundredgrams tumor in his renal pelvis. When his 'partner' got to know about this, she withdrew from their 'relation' (remember, that should have to do with 'relying' so I'd better name it 'relytion' from now on to get that connection more clear). She instantly moved out from their joint living place. He underwent surgery, chemical treatment and reconvalescence all alone to find that afterwards she showed up again when she got to know he is fine again.
Well. What to say about such? Where I in my sometimes complicated ways then usually try to get a clue what's going on in such a person in detail and whether that person might simply have been severely overasked with a situation and thus reacted in the form of a short circuit, that man put it much simpler:
'It is good to know what you deal with, at last.'
And always it is only the situations where it matters which will show us the true face of someone. Even if someone whom we think we know really well. Still, we didn't know anything until some certain things had happened.
It's opening the eyes.
And maybe the 'I's, too.
Hopefully. Faithfully.
That's why I cherish what's true so much.
As tiny and small or momentarily as it may be.
Or old and wise and huge - but silent for those who won't listen.
Truely, yours,
Lyn
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