There’s somebody who I care about and love a lot — and I haven’t been giving her the attention she deserves both on this blog and in other aspects of my life.
That person’s name is Sarah.
See? When was the last time I brought her up? It’s been a while, hasn’t it?
Shame on me.
You know, when a relationship is fresh and new and you’re just crazy happy to even be in love? You want to sing that shit from the rooftops because it feels so good. That feeling of happiness doesn’t go away — but it does end up becoming something comfortable. It becomes so comfortable in fact, that you start taking the fact that you even have it at all for granted. The frequency of fawning blog posts drops and cameo appearances in your Flickr feed gradually slow to a near standstill as well.
Well, maybe not your Flicrk feed or blog. But that’s what’s happened with mine.
So why did that happen? It’s not like she’s gone somewhere. Hell, save for a few really rough patches where I’ve been a complete jackass, she’s been in my life all this time. And I haven’t stopped loving her or caring about her. In fact, my love for her grows every day. She’s a massive influence on my life and the decisions I make. This is something she’s aware of, but most of you have no idea about what’s going on at all.
As public a person as I am, I’ve been finding that I’m growing this tendency to want to keep parts of my life private. Mostly because the relationship I have with Sarah is just that — a private one. Then again, I could just be making excuses.
Still, I started out talking about her every chance I could get with glowing bits of praise and adoration. And the more I think about it, the more I realize that I never should have stopped doing that. She still lights up my insides with an intensity that is unrivaled — and the world deserves to know that.
So everyone, say hi to Sarah again. You’ll be seeing a lot more of her around these parts.
