I recruited Joe to come with me on a road trip to Ohio for work. He was super quiet on the way up, but Meredith talked enough for both of us and I laughed a lot.
The hotel was cool, the event was a hot mess. Seriously. I was there for 9 hours and we spent 30 minutes of that time talking to anyone even remotely important. That's just nuts on so many levels. We got to see a plane land.
We dropped Meredith off at the airport and Joe and I talked everything, anything and nothing. In that time, I opened up to him in a way that has been very hard as of late. I went from height to depth in mood and thought. We got to a point in sharing where we didn't even need to speak to share. Have you ever had someone touch your hand or your shoulder and you knew there were right there with you, feeling how you felt?
Yeah.
That.
I'm glad he came. I don't even know what to make of how quickly and deeply the friendship has grown in so short a time, but it feels good and I want to keep that around. I can't think of enough good things to say about him. We have a lot in common and I think I may have found someone to share all of these other passions I don't get to fully express with others. I talked with him about feelings I haven't revisited in years. We were able to sit in the same car and cry with each other and there was no shame. In male relationships, this is so rare and precious and depressingly uncommon....
I'm so past words right now. I'm glad we talked. I'm glad we're talking. I'm blessed that I've met him and his wife Heather and his kid Izaac.
The hotel was cool, the event was a hot mess. Seriously. I was there for 9 hours and we spent 30 minutes of that time talking to anyone even remotely important. That's just nuts on so many levels. We got to see a plane land.
We dropped Meredith off at the airport and Joe and I talked everything, anything and nothing. In that time, I opened up to him in a way that has been very hard as of late. I went from height to depth in mood and thought. We got to a point in sharing where we didn't even need to speak to share. Have you ever had someone touch your hand or your shoulder and you knew there were right there with you, feeling how you felt?
Yeah.
That.
I'm glad he came. I don't even know what to make of how quickly and deeply the friendship has grown in so short a time, but it feels good and I want to keep that around. I can't think of enough good things to say about him. We have a lot in common and I think I may have found someone to share all of these other passions I don't get to fully express with others. I talked with him about feelings I haven't revisited in years. We were able to sit in the same car and cry with each other and there was no shame. In male relationships, this is so rare and precious and depressingly uncommon....
I'm so past words right now. I'm glad we talked. I'm glad we're talking. I'm blessed that I've met him and his wife Heather and his kid Izaac.
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