Thursday, November 6, 2014

a little musing on love

I'm leaving Tucson in a few months to go to Mortician school in the Valley. This weekend is my last performance with SASO, which is super sad. I love my symphony.

So I went to see Bob Dylan in Los Angeles. I'm proud to say it was the best thing I've ever done. I've heard that Bob Dylan is hit or miss because he's so old. But that night he delivered! It was powerful beautiful and wonderful. It was the finest concert I've ever been to, or probably ever go to. Driving all night with my siblings was fun too.

So I need people around me all the time. So they call me a social butterfly, or an extrovert. Which I suppose is true. I meet lots of people and get to know them a little bit, but then I have my close friends that I value a TON. I love them, and I tell them I love 'em. Sometimes they're not convinced though.

If I throw my love around too easily it makes my love less special. hmn. I don't believe that, but some of my heroes do. I guess if I really valued them I'd take their advice and not use the "l" word so easily. And I think I am, I'm changing, my friends are influencing me. It'd be a good thing too, if "love" was a more special word to me. Let's go beyond that, if love were more special to me. Not just the word, but the feeling behind it. I should treat love more respectfully, not diminish its meaning by throwing it around.

Although I think being super liberal with loving is good too. It makes me feel good, makes others feel good. So it's 6-a-one-half-a-dozen-the-other. Not a bad dilemma. haha.

I'm changing though, because the ones I love the most are also the ones who think love is special. I respect that so much. And it's why I love 'em.

This only applies to friendship love, which is all I have right now.

Almond Blossoms by Van Gogh

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