It has been a warped existence for us both. For me, it has been one mired with hurt, anger and frustration I feel towards him. Perhaps I simply misunderstand. Or perhaps, more likely, I don't have the patience. Or it could be that my preconceived prejudices still chain me. Still yet, I long for a connection with him.
I wish I could tell him - how much I admire him so. How much I respect his integrity and the values that he stands for. How much he has shaped my sense of morality. The knowledge I have that I can stand firm because he did so even when mocked by many. How much I appreciate his efforts and sacrifces. How much I wish things were a lot different between us. How much I love him. God knows I love him so much, though of him I know so little.
I hope there comes a time - when all the dust has settled and the breeze of calm blows. When we come to a place of peace in our hearts with one another. And become more understanding and tolerant of each other. Where we can laugh together and make easy conversation with true respect for each other. Where we are truly happy. Truly really happy.
Oh, how I long for such a time.
Till then, may God bless and keep Him.
(Everyone is a moon and has a dark side which he never shows to anybody - Mark Twain)
29th Feb. 2012 11.03pm Pic: Getty Images