It's all about me, isn't it? Damn.
I had really been enjoying conversations and getting into this woman I met online.
The complication: kidney stones... hers.
I could have waited or I could have been even more attentive. Here's this wonderful person who is in terrible, unimaginable pain... over the weekend I feared that se had been hospitalized when I couldn't reach her or even find her sons online. I got scared though... that maybe I had said or done something that offended her....
People find it so easy to turn the ice on you. I felt it necessary to protect myself. But I called. I wrote. I IMed. My urge to protect myself over took me.
In doing so, I offended her last piece of patience in the midst of her agony. She told me goodbye. I'm very sad about that.
I wanted to do more for her. She wouldn't even let me send flowers. She has her right to protect herself and her kids. She is strong and smart. A lioness with definite opinions and the chutzpah to share them. I tried to leave it open. I think, though, that done is done when you are dealing with someone so strong-willed.
I pray that she is blessed with great people in her life, someone just a little more patient and less self-protective....
Still, the door is open for her. Lucky is the next one she meets....
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