I just have to make this post for my cousin Mick that just left. Mick is by blood my first cousin. That doesnt sound odd to you unless you were adopted as an infant as I was. Around a year old. But from the age of 5 living down the street from me was Chris. And Chris had an older sister named Lynn. Well, for years Mick and Lynn dated. An old best friend of mine Cathy had a thing for Mick sometime back. He was in a serious wreck and she used to tell me of going to visit him and etc. Hes always been around, we have all the same friends. When I say Kt.. well he knows everything about me in such a short time. It is amazing. I am completely living proof that DNA dominates over environment everytime. I was raised in a different more scrict upbringing. Deep christian values were in the house, just not in my mind. I dislike organized religion in every since.
About 4 months ago now I think, I was at Kt's one night when Mick came by. We both knew we were out there, both as I had said, had the same friends. Shared the same close friend in Kt as in Cathy as well. I knew it was him, without even remembering having seen him before. All those years the common friends, the long term girlfriend who lived 3 houses down from mine since I was 5.. we never met. Until Kt's that night 4 months ago.
Even though we didnt really introduce ourselves (we normally dont we are rude I suppose), he was leaving and said his phone number to Kt. I knew the number, it was my Aunt Frances number. The only person I had managed to stay in contact with after the death of my biological mother whom everyone knew as Bug. I spoke up to him then and told him I knew who's number that was. He said "You must be my cousin." I said I thought so.
We share everything about each other with each other. We were working together, but even since then have talked on the phone in long conversations just bullshitting. I know Dal would hate to hear it but Mick is the biggest reason Ive stayed so strong there too. He makes me stronger as a person. Challenges me to challenge myself with things. Never my judge, never my debtor. Ive done shit I never thought Id do. Openly talk to someone about how I felt about them. Being more straight forward. Its hard to imagine myself needing to be, but sometimes its true. Hes already covered my back and watched out for me in this short time then any person ever has. Ive done the same for him.
I appreciate. So I share.
If you do anything for anyone on Valentines day, let them know you appreciate them. In any way. It doesnt matter at all. Taking the time to commend someone on their being, is an amazing feeling. Having someone around that you can bounce anything off of anytime is something to be taken never for granted. For the couples just enjoy each other. And for the single people, well enjoy everybody :p