Then, one day Wendell sat me down for a talk. In the sweetest, calmest and most respectable way he basically told me to pull my head out of my ass and to get off the pity pot.
Once I got that little piece of perspective I really started to think about all that I do have and I realized that in the grand scheme of it all, I'm pretty damn blessed.
I have been fortunate enough to be blessed with a large, loving, dysfunctional family that has accepted me and my crazy antics, ideas, wild streaks, and numerous phases. I've never needed a large group of friends because I always had them. I don't think they quite realize just how much of a hand they had in molding the person I am and will grow to become. Despite the great distance between us, that won't ever change. They are a part of my daily life, thru thoughts and memories, emails, phone calls and facebook. And I know this distance isn't permanent. It is where I need to be right now and regardless of where I am, I know they'll always be there.
Most of all, I was also lucky enough to find a partner in crime who really gets me. I've always been an open book, but he has looked to the core of who I am. He has been witness to my beauty and has even stared down my ugly side and into the faces of the monsters that live there and he hasn't faltered once (not even when I was kicking at his knees) and he manages to make sense of it all. He compliments me in every way possible. We truly are the yin to the each other's yang. Even as I sit here trying to come up with the right combination of words to get anyone who may be reading this to understand the awesomeness that is Wendell, I can't seem to find any that do him justice. I'd proclaim that he in fact actually pisses excellence, but even that can't compliment him well enough.
So, my lovely readers (even the ones who don't comment but rather send me emails =0P) you have Wendell to thank for inspring me yet again to bless you with these glimpses into our world. Especially the ones that will send you running to your porcelain god with cheesy fairy tale romance induced nausea.
Be sure and stay tuned!
6 comments:
Well done, my friend...good to have you back in bloggyland!
*in my best Elvis voice* Thank you, Thank you very much.
It's a good time to come back too, I have plenty of ammo, haha
When I've got someone as wonderful as you on my side, I know I can never go wrong.
When you trust someone so much that even if what they are telling you isn't what you want to hear at the time, you know without a doubt that they would never push you in the wrong direction. (you like my run-on sentence?)
Anyway, put that cheese your pizza and eat it.........
Pisses excellence, eh? Man, I really love MacBean but when he comes in and pees while I'm washing my face/putting on make-up, no objections but but images of excellence have not entered my mind. Gratefullness for good aim, maybe...
I really miss you too Banana! And Eyeore was always my favorite!
Oh...I love Wendell and I love you! You two are meant for each other! ~Marisela (since I'll show up as anonymous)
thanks Wendell!
Love you Banana!
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