Singing in Octaves

No organized thought process, fair warning you thousands of groupies

I can recall and count on several fingers the number of little kids that are excited to start kindergarten. These kids have seen older brothers, sisters, cousins, and friends that go to the big school, learning new things every day and as each day draws nigh, the excitement grows bigger and bigger. Alas, when the first day of kindergarten arrives, the little kids with their Batman or Dora lunchboxes and backpacks hold on to their parents, afraid of the present reality before them.....

Random story, I understand....fast forward a decade and some years and imagine a very self-conscious, self-critical person that wants nothing more to be loved. He sees the relationships of friends, roommates, and family members, and wants nothing more than to be that kindergarten-er starting out on a huge new journey. Sure he's learned THROUGH TIME OF COURSE that he is loved beyond measure and that he knows how to love. But there is a different love that he hungers for, a heart so hungry to feel a true passionate kiss, a true relationship love.....and then there's a girl....who has admitted before that she used to be afraid of him. Despite the past fear, has stayed with, learning everything about him while showing him unconditional acts of love and giving (as clearly defined in the last blog). He has the girl, he sees the love that she shows, and alas, he's the kindergarten-er holding onto his comfort zone as if it was his parent, asking it not to let go, because......now he's afraid.

The discussion has been brought up numerous times, time and time again of the true feelings, and we've established this friendship foundation is sturdy enough to support any statue of events erected in happiness, joy, anger, sadness and so forth....but still he ponders, pondering the usual what-ifs. But this kindergarten-er takes peace and a stillness in the idea that it's alright for this kind of life, a life that shows love a different kind of beautiful...