I admit I am guilty. For not being more in touch in the past with him and a few of my army mates. And for not taking the initiative more actively than Julian to constantly make sure a few of us stay in touch. For that I am grateful because I got to know him so much better over the years. We don't talk about it, but I think he'd be quite blind or deaf to not know about me, being me. I sense acceptance, and I sense he quietly awaits my coming out to him. In my time, my terms, when i am ready to talk openly about it to him, I will.
Hope this picture does him justice and captures certain spontaneous qualities about him. He has always been a trustworthy friend with an unassuming good nature. Of course, he has his woes and personal problems to deal with and we always talk about them. I wish nothing but the best for him and may good things come his way.
The very least, he has my friendship, for which I happen to cherish and keep close to my heart.
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