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What Is More Important Than That?
Hi there, come on in. Meant to get home earlier, but never mind that. I'm here now and your smile says you're glad to see me. That's all that matters. I'm smiling back at you with as much love as I can convey through that simple act. Sox is dancing around like she's a puppy again - happy is such a youthful exuberance.
Even when you're old enough to just remember ... we don't tend to call it happy as we age. It becomes pleasure, comfort, perhaps even excitement if we dare. But happy? It's a childhood belief, one trampled by the rigors of life as we grow up and become too cynical to consider it's worth. We're too tired now. We're too convinced that regret and sorrow rule the world. It's not our turn anymore. Happy is for babies, reality is what causes grey hair and wrinkles. So all of us old grey-haired wrinkled folks decide to give up on it. A childish fantasy, after all is said and done.
Well, I happen to think that happiness is screaming at each of us. It is trying so incredibly hard to push through, to make a name for itself. It is totally perplexed - why the hell is this so hard to accomplish? Why are these people so stubborn? All I want to do is help. I just want to make them happy. To make them feel like children again, with permission to be adults.
So tonight I'm happy. For lots of reasons. The first being love. I can not imagine any why anyone who feels love in their life does not feel happy. What is more important than that?
Comments (17)
Absolutely nothing.
Love triumphs over all.
Love defines our very existence.
;-)
September 14, 2008 11:46 PM | Reply | Permalink
Indeed. Love matters more than any other thing I can imagine. Will you share another dance with me?
September 15, 2008 12:32 AM | Reply | Permalink
I shall happily dance with you this night, Melissa.
And every night for the eternity we're granted.
Can I pour you a glass of Sonoma zinfandel port??
((by the by: declaration of eternally dancing with you does not preclude my dancing in the kitchen with Sox. Just so you know)).
September 15, 2008 12:44 AM | Reply | Permalink
Me first!
She'll be very glad to hear that, as she was slightly annoyed by my somewhat selfish request. She can be a real pain when slightly annoyed.
But I still get to laugh myself silly watching you both.
September 15, 2008 12:57 AM | Reply | Permalink
Nothing is more important than that. Period end. Full stop. Enjoy. And welcome back!
September 14, 2008 11:47 PM | Reply | Permalink
Melissa:
Nodding off over the keyboard. Catch you here tomorrow night?
September 14, 2008 11:49 PM | Reply | Permalink
Wendy! I hope you see this eventually. You can catch me anytime, as I will always try to catch you.
September 15, 2008 12:29 AM | Reply | Permalink
And Coralsea: Missed you, too. Welcome back. Good night.
September 14, 2008 11:51 PM | Reply | Permalink
Goodnight, Wendy. Lovely to see you again.
September 14, 2008 11:57 PM | Reply | Permalink
Any time, honey, any time.
September 15, 2008 12:27 AM | Reply | Permalink
Am thinking of that classic, post-party, operatic scene from "Philadelphia":
I am Life; I am divine; I am oblivion; I am Love.
Apologies for spamming your thread, Melissa. Just felt desire to address your query. Publicly.
September 14, 2008 11:59 PM | Reply | Permalink
No apologies necessary. Ever.
September 15, 2008 12:35 AM | Reply | Permalink
Hi, Guys...Missed you!
Love is it all right...
Love doesn't make the world go around...it just makes the ride worthwhile...(can't remember who said that, but it wasn't me!...I just happen to agree with it!)
September 15, 2008 12:07 AM | Reply | Permalink
Maybe it does make the world go round, after all. Don't you think it at least makes the spinning matter?
September 15, 2008 12:39 AM | Reply | Permalink
Absolutely!
Did you still need Wendy's e-mail address? She mentioned the other night that Matt had her address, but I'll send it to you if you didn't get it from him...
September 15, 2008 1:29 AM | Reply | Permalink
Don't talk to Matt through email, so if you have Wendy's I'd appreciate it - assuming that she doesn't mind.
September 15, 2008 3:06 AM | Reply | Permalink
The time is now and the word is love.
song title by YES.
Have a great evening Melissa. Sweet dreams!
September 15, 2008 12:52 AM | Reply | Permalink
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