I can't hold it in any longer. I feel like I'm in an air compressor when I can't express my love for people. Yes, I'm more of a Touch/Feel kinda guy. Not in an awko taco kinda way, but if you want want a hug, you better be prepared for the best hug of your life!
One of my favorite songs, "Chasing Cars" by Snow Patrol, has a lyric line that I used to think said, "Those three words are said too much, but not enough." But actually ends in "They're* not enough."
I honestly like my version better. To me, it means that while people use and abuse them all the time, they still are of tremendous power and worth and they could and should be used more, but with an understanding of the depth they contain and the potential they have.
A darling and very good friend of mine and I were talking about how we didn't want to say that we "loved" anything to much because we felt it made the word worth less when it was needed to mean more.
My perspective has changed. A word only means the connotations it's given. It can be said with little or no respect for what it's meant to mean or it can be given great respect and reverence for what it is meant to mean.
However you view this, it is true for you. I'm not saying your perspective is wrong. I believe that however you view a word is exactly what it implies... To you.
This is all just buzzing in my mind. Let me know if you have anything to say on this matter. I love your input.
Your friend, brother, mentor and student,
Dallin Hughes
Very thoughtful post, and one I will continue to glean from and ponder it.
ReplyDeleteI keep commenting on the writing element, but I must. Your two opening lines express your conflict immediately, and make us care about what happens to you.
awko taco :) favorite word choice.
Chasing Cars example. Excellent. Yes. I heard the lyric the same way you did and you're right. It's not said enough. I know this because people are still taken aback when it is.
Yes, it's sometimes challenging to express the depth of our feeling using the word love, but when our soul is filled with awe and holy delight in the presence of another, sometimes it's the only word we can utter.
And so, I love you, Dallin. Every molecule of your being, every blemish and beauty mark, everything. I love you. Thank-you for sharing who you are with your words, my dear friend, brother, mentor, and student.