A good understanding. One step at a time. Taking the time to listen. To be there. To see from the prospective of others. To incorporate that insight into what you already know to be true. That is what it means to be a good friend.
There are times when I weary of being the understanding one. And then I realize that is rather arrogant. But understanding brings with it responsibility. When you understand someone it makes it oh so much more difficult to walk away. It can seem like a curse, but it is always a blessing.
I love my big feet. Because of them, I have a good, well you get it. So why would that seem like a curse? Because when you are known to be understanding, well, people expect it of you....all the time. That is the onus, the albatross, the cross to bear. Okay, I know what you are thinking. I'm throwing a silly and pitiful pity party for myself...and there is no reason for it.
I understand.
See? See how it is? And ultimately I wouldn't have it any other way, even if there are times when I really wish I didn't understand. The fact is, I do. And that is a good thing, much better than not understanding. Eyes open, one foot at a time.
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