Why do you love me ?

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I have a question that I can not answer. The answer would make life all the more confusing for me. I am not sure I want the question answered. A great many people I know are much nicer people than I am. They carry heavier loads, have more cares, and often they face bad health every single day.

Yet almost always their reaction to me is so confusing to me. I wonder how they can be so blind? I just spent the day with my little brother, who I was never really close to when we were young. My X kept me distant from him later because she felt that he was somehow less than my family; a bad influence. When I called him to tell me about the change in my life, he imediately wanted to see me. When he arrived at my house, he said,"Now everything makes sense". In the midst of his personal struggle concerning me, he does things to take care of me, paying for my phone and making sure that I am OK.

He is a "Manly Man". He called me one day and cajoled me into working with him to make the huge model Planes that we used to make together as teens. Frankly I have no interest in the hobby any more but since he asked, I am drawn into it, not for the actual task but for the companionship. I am thankful that he wants me in his life.

It is that way with many people I meet. They seem to see something in me and they want to be with me. Or, perhaps they see the needyness that is actually there. I am always happy when someone "bangs on my cage'. Inscrutably, they seem to enjoy the time with me, and I enjoy them also. I am boundlessly grateful to others for their affect in my life. While most never say anything, their presence challenges me to quit being so introspective; so selfishly self focused. They drag me from my shell kicking and screaming and what right do I have to object?

So, here I sit feeling profoundly thankful for those people in my life. Actually, there are just lots of you out there, but I did not mention anyone except my brother for fear of missing someone. You are there and I plainly do not deserve you.

You all challenge me to buck up, grow up, stand straight, put my shoulders back and STOP whining. I LOVE YOU ALL; THANK YOU SO MUCH.

Khadja Gwen Ellen Brown bint Boucher

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