The subject of my once-upon-a-time fascination is still part of my life.
However, it's no longer present progressive. It's now in the past tense.
I will never quite understand how we are able to communicate so well, be so compatible in so many ways, truly be on the same wavelength about so much, and yet it's like peanut butter and mayonaise if we actually attempt a friendship. Those two condiments should never be mixed. Ever.
So confused, yet I understand completely.
Embrace the tension, people. Embrace the tension.
One thing he repeatedly does haphazardly, is come to my rescue time and time again.
The week of R's wedding: he was my last minute DVD maker. The amount of time in which he pulled this off (and completely didn't have to, I was going to stay up to wee hours of the night figuring it if I had to) was incredible.
This week: he's actually read my long-winded e-mails expressing 11th hour anxiety. he'll be out tomorrow at 6 a.m. taking things out into the parking lot. All for no beer. (he's apparently going to wait for his reward in heaven :) ).
On both ends, there's nothing there anymore.
Even if he wanted to, I don't know if I'd have the wear-with-all to work on everything that would need to be worked on.
Life is just plain wierd at times.
Just plain weird.
And gracious.
Let this also be on record as an example of great, Christian guys existing. Guys who want nothing from girls except to know that their priority is Christ and not what they can get out of them.
This is one example of the dozens I have.
Again, I'm still reminded of my Non-Dating Dude that I wrote about. They may well be great, and they are indeed great for someone, but spending so much ime crushing and not dating is as much of a disrespect of time as dating someone who you have no intention of marrying. It's just messed up. Think about it. I'm sorry to be so cynical. :(
Male platonic serve a purpose though. It's not always "directionless". So far, I'm quite clear as to where I stand with my male friends. I know there no possibility that we will get married.
There's a huge difference between "crushing" and mutual appreciation.