Good Old Friends

My heart hurts, not because of a meal about my birthday – it's never really about the birthdays anyways – but a time and place where old friends can get together to see each other, just to be in each other's presence, and enjoy each other's story.

It just broke my heart to see how certain facts and genuine thoughts cannot be said straight in the face among "good" friends anymore. And I feel bad for never having the right people skills even I have the purest intention in the heart to be the mediator.

I am angry because there is no respect shown. I guess it's rightful too for my friend to feel the same way too given my tone on the telephone. I am angry too because one side is trying to play a trick – at least that's how I see it. A miscommunication maybe, and perhaps I may have taken it too seriously. Anger is never the way to resolve a tightened situation. I am too naïve.

This morning I have decided not to do anything, letting things be they are, and go as planned. To me old friendships are worth more than anything after all. And then I received the phone call. It's just interesting to see how things unfold. Nature sure has her way of doing things and how an interesting twist and turn of the story indeed.

To try to be in a central position holding the balance is not easy. I have taken a position and this disturbs the balance. It comes to that breaking point where things have to be rotten first before a rebirth can take place. 所謂，物先腐而後生。

Two things I am proud of though: for one, that one of my friends has the guts to move forward with such a resolution. Then secondly, one thing that I can be certain of is my other good friend is in a pair of good protecting hands – whether I acknowledged the way the protection is being done is another matter. This is because one thing that I did not know is what is the genuine feelings that this pair of good protecting hands have.

I sincerely hope that things are happening for the better.