Well, for starters
it’s that you’ve
probably never
really considered
birthdays
to be in the
problematic category
at all,
or, by sharp
contrast,
perhaps you have
anchored them
in that very category
for so long
that you literally
cannot fathom
them to be worthy
of any other
type of classification…
probably ever.
And herein lies
the rub.
And mind you, not the good kind,
but I digress…
What happens when
you catch the meerest
glimpse, or even
the faintest suggestion
of how the other
half lives?
Fundamentally changing
the way you view things,
that aren’t really
things at all?
To my own heart,
this has brought
consideration, contemplation even,
and a longing to
make things right,
without the faintest
notion of what
right might actually
be.
So perhaps this
isn’t
about birthdays
at all,
and instead about
connection,
keeping the other person in mind, and
holding space
for them to
expand into
their fully wondrous self
at their own pace,
with the luxury of time…
~Lu
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