Not a burden
Dear Mal,
Reading your letter on sharing brought up a lot of things for me. You seem to have a way of saying things at the right time to help me overcome my insecurities.
It seems like you beat me to a lot of things in life. While I was single, you were married. When you had a child, I had a classroom full of unruly sixth graders and a heart still lonely. When you became more financially stable, my husband and I were pinching borrowed pennies. I have always found enormous amount of comfort and peace in our friendship, and was always easily forgiving of any minor flaws you had.
A sad thing happens in mind. Each time I have to vent, unload, or seek a floatation device in the drowning depths, I do so with a tinge of guilt. "I don't want to be a burden to my friends. " "I don't want to be a buzz kill" "I want to be my old silly fun self".
Yet as you pointed out, I still have shared my sorrow and my joys with you, and you have kept me afloat.
So thank you for saying what you said. Sharing is a beautiful thing. I know sometimes I share more than you do, but I hope you know that my heart rejoices when a joy or sorrow is shared with me. It's so easy to see that it's not a burden when you are on the receiving end. Even though at times your hearts can break together, they simultaneously swell and fuze together in love and loyalty.
So for countless happy moments giggling and shouting, and to all the tears of the past and the future, you have my love and loyalty always!
-Meg
Reading your letter on sharing brought up a lot of things for me. You seem to have a way of saying things at the right time to help me overcome my insecurities.
It seems like you beat me to a lot of things in life. While I was single, you were married. When you had a child, I had a classroom full of unruly sixth graders and a heart still lonely. When you became more financially stable, my husband and I were pinching borrowed pennies. I have always found enormous amount of comfort and peace in our friendship, and was always easily forgiving of any minor flaws you had.
A sad thing happens in mind. Each time I have to vent, unload, or seek a floatation device in the drowning depths, I do so with a tinge of guilt. "I don't want to be a burden to my friends. " "I don't want to be a buzz kill" "I want to be my old silly fun self".
Yet as you pointed out, I still have shared my sorrow and my joys with you, and you have kept me afloat.
So thank you for saying what you said. Sharing is a beautiful thing. I know sometimes I share more than you do, but I hope you know that my heart rejoices when a joy or sorrow is shared with me. It's so easy to see that it's not a burden when you are on the receiving end. Even though at times your hearts can break together, they simultaneously swell and fuze together in love and loyalty.
So for countless happy moments giggling and shouting, and to all the tears of the past and the future, you have my love and loyalty always!
-Meg
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