
There are many words, to say many things, please and thank you in English language have almost lost their meaning, just as the word love, due to their daily usage whether it's needed or not. We say thank you, because it is polite, because our parents taught us to do so, we rarely say it from the bottom of our heart and it never seems sufficient for the occasion.
So it seems tonight, while I'm sitting here in my living room, wondering that I have always felt cheated on my childhood, ripped off and never allowed to be a child and never had a mother. If people think that I am cold they should meet my mother, she's an iceberg. Yet my life has given me enough opportunities and what even more, put me together with some amazing people. It is not a dying breed (amazing people that is) it's just the one we notice the least, because it's the quiet, reserved, not loud and thus not noticeable.
I'm writing this post, because I'm short for words, because of this, because as always I am late to reply to all the e-mails. I wish I had the words enough for this case, but I don't, so I will have to stick to the good old, worn out thank you, and even if it may not be enough it is said from the bottom of my heart, that is not cold just doesn't know how to show all the warmth that's there. Thank you.
*Image stolen from here.
2 comments:
I know all the warmth is there.
Thank you.
Your first paragraph can be something I wrote. Blogging - or electronic communication, in general - is a great way to keep relationships at that comfortable distance.
In many, many ways, people are much more awkward to deal with in person. I wish it wasn't so, but it is often teh case.
I don't think you were as short for words as you thought.
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