Andy – Blog

I like you.

You are meat in the sandwich of my life. I like it when we meet in cafés and cheap restaurants, or even better in lounge rooms. I especially like when we walk on beaches or climb mountains together, or watch the stars come out. I like that you are prepared to love me a little.

But what I love most about you is that your different from everyone else I’ve ever known. I like that your not always a nice person. I like that your not always easy to know.

If I could ask one thing of you. It would be that you were honest with me. The more I get to know you, the more I want to know who you actually are. It’s ok that sometimes we wont agree. It’s ok that something you say or do might be hard for me to handle. It’s ok that sometimes it will be uncomfortable. I want to share this life with you.

The thing is, why I wrote you this letter, on a rainy Sunday afternoon, is this: When life is clean and easy, when I don’t have to bend and grow, when I don’t have to share a little and give a little to love each of you, I die. At that moment I am alone in all the world.

Each of you, crazy, strange, beautiful, bizarre brother or sister, make my life special.