This is how you and I resolve issues between us.
We exchanged words.
I was surpised with how strong mine were.
So I left to cool myself off.
I later returned and said how sorry I was.
Genuinely concerned, you said, “It’s okay. Are you okay?”
“Yes, I am okay.”
“Are you sure?”
“No, I am not sure. But I will be okay.”
We disagreed last night.
We gave it some space and slept on it.
The next morning, you were at your usual bench with your cuppa.
I approached. You saw me.
I tapped your forehead lightly, twice.
You said,”That’s my head.”
We both smiled.
All was well.
“Shall we go for a walk?”
Then whoever had anything in mind spilled. The other listened.
For we knew it was never about the other person. It is our process.
Once in a while we shifted our conversation about the weather and the surrounding.
Then we moved on. We were fine.
That is how you and I resolve the issues between us. Perhaps that old film was right. Love means never having to say you’re sorry. For there is no mistake to be sorry for. We are both on our personal journeys. True companions are given as safe havens.
How Light. How joyful. How blessed.