May 24th, 2012
tell me where it hurts
“We are not your kind of people / you seem kind of phoney / Everything’s a lie // We are not your kind of people / Something in your makeup / Don’t see eye to eye // We are not your kind of people / Don’t want to be like you / ever in our lives”
—Garbage, Not Your Kind Of People
“If you are looking for disappointment / you can find it around any corner / in the middle of the night I hold on to you tight / so both of us can feel protected / Tell me where it hurts / to hell with everybody else / all I care about is you and that’s the truth / they don’t love me / yeah I can tell / but you do / so they can go to hell”
—Garbage, Tell Me Where It Hurts
I am hurting, that’s no secret, and so are many others I’m sure. And believe it or not, there are people who manage to be careless enough to make it hurt more. Such is life.
I am having a hard time writing anything acceptable, but I did want to note this: not only do I have old friends who will meet me for tea and let me cry on the street, who will send me encouraging emails they know will make me cry so they warn me in advance to read it elsewhere (Diana); old friends who will talk/email/carry me through anything (Kristin, Kelly); and more, of course. But a new friend, someone I’ve known only a year, who shouldn’t really know what to do but somehow does, who does this: who hears bad news, buys me coffee unprompted, is encouraging without being pushy or prying, and then…
…notices I have had an empty can of coconut LaCroix (sparkling water for those not in the know; coconut is a rare, difficult-to-find but amazing flavor I’ve found only once) sitting on my desk for literally months, and so today, before I got in to the office, she placed two cans of this stuff by my keyboard. It was the first thing I saw at my desk.
Who DOES this?!
Amazing.
And a husband who emails me photos of little kittens kissing 🙂 even though I know his day is busybusybusybusybusy bee. 🙂 🙂 🙂
I am so so so happy to have Jenny’s wedding on the horizon. Just 16(!!!!) more days!! AND the plotting. Svetlana Alexis etc. YAY JENNY.
Yay sisters. Yay people who know how to ease pain for even a moment, and then do so.