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Monday, May 22, 2006

An Ode To You

I look at him from a distance.
I observe him.
I've discovered lately that observing in anonymity
Is becoming one of my favorite pastimes.
He doesn't look his age at all.
He looks a few years younger.
That's a compliment for him, I guess.
He exudes confidence, energy, strength, esteem,
Roughness and at times, hints of anger.
He is an accomplished man... at least in his and my standards.

I look at him and I think: I love him, but at times, I just
Can't help but hold grudges at him.
I reluctantly enumerated in my mind, the things I can't
Help but loathe about him.
I decided to give in because I knew I needed it for my own growth,
My own reflection.
I know. How selfish of me.
But I figured, I'll just keep things to myself.

He can be really proud of me at times and I smile.
We smile.
But then, his mood swings can kill me.
He can be happy, or angry, or tired that day.
But his facial expression would come from just one starting point.
I simply cannot predict him.
I don't like unpredictable people.
I don't understand them. So I don't know how to interact with them.
On second thought, I like unpredictability.
I like surprises. The kinds that you never knew were coming.
Just not on him.
I want him to be a bit more comprehensible.

And then, I finally looked at myself.
I am shocked to discover we have a lot of similarities.
More than I wish we had.
I was a bit frightened because I suddenly had a vision
Of a part of the person I was becoming.
And I did not like this part of me that I saw.
I guess too much time spent with him made me similar to him.
But he is unavoidable.
Inevitable in my life.

Relief and thanksgiving came over me when
I remembered that God accepts and loves my entirety.
He takes the good with the bad.
He calls me to do the same.
Not only to him - that man I am looking at - but also,
To the other people around me.

Back to him.
He can really get on my nerves sometimes.
But I choose to let it go.
I also choose instead, to remember his beauty, his goodness.
I guess that's why I gave in to enumerating his faults.
So I can eliminate them from my system, from my heart.

I love him. And he loves me.
That's what's important.
That's what matters.
Besides, we are left with no choice but to choose to love
Each other every single day of our lives.
Funny...the irony.