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Craving Community.


Desires. I'm not talking about love, or lust for that matter. I'm talking about the things our heart strings are pulled towards. Why I was designed in such a specific way. Why my heart sings and dances at the notion of certain things and settles at the idea of others. Why these loves of mine can relate with few and not so with others. Why those same people may understand yet misunderstand me.

Why we are all so different.
. But not completely .

I am developing a deeper appreciation for who I am and how our relationships are designed to be brilliantly and intricately complex. { I know, I'm having one of those weird, brain barf experiences where few may connect and most will 'x' out thinking she really is crazie. }

But seriously. Just hear me out. I desire connection and J sometimes teases me on how this reveals itself. I undoubtedly find that almost every person I meet 'reminds me of' someone else I know. "She's just like ___" or "Don't you think He reminds you a little of ___"?

Now, they are probably nothing alike, and perhaps its just that they both like the same color. Honestly, I think it is just a terrible way for me to connect, or rather, relate with others. Well I'm friends with this person and this new person kind of reminds me of her, so hey, we can be friends too. I mean, obviously, I don't really think it's that simple. I’m not exactly sure why I do that. It just something I do.

But I do know that we were wired to desire relationships. Connection. Community.

We want to engage with people who will understand us. People who will accept the 'who' that we are. People who will take the time needed. People who are not afraid to be honest with us. People who will celebrate….

...Me.

It's a funny thing; my closest friends are not always the most similar to me. I mean, we may have common interests, happenings, lives in this lot... but in the details, we often stray from here to there.  In fact, my closest confident, lover - friend - above all, is most unlike me in so many of the specifics. And yet we are so in sync with regards to the grander things in life.  So, perhaps that’s it. Our mission is the same, but the way we get there…well it could look very different.  This is the man to whom I am quite capable of talking on and on about all the various facets of a given situation, and his very rendition of the same exact scenario would often be summed up into one brief sentence. 

Here's the even funnier thing: he still finds my rants interesting. For whatever reason, he still takes the time out to listen, even though I continue to belabor on and on about the particulars.

Somehow, we are so the same and yet so entirely different.  It's wonderful, really. We have learned to celebrate those differences in each other and embrace the similarities as we move forward in this life together.  


Even though he can sometimes be simple vanilla and I can be as eclectic as rocky road can be...

we still connect.