I Left Out the Most Important Part
I failed an audition tonight. I failed a part of the audition that had nothing to do with the audition. I might still get the job. I don’t know. I don’t care. I missed a real opportunity to let the person I love know how much I love them. And it wasn’t the first time.
The audition required that I share a brief 30 seconds about myself. And I shared about my sons and about my woodworking. But I didn’t share about the most cherished and delightful woman in my life.
Believe it or not, I’m a pretty private guy, particularly when it comes to sharing things about the people that are closest to me. At least that’s what I’ve thought. But the person who is the closest to me, the person in whom I confide everything and who confides everything with me, the person I love so deeply pointed out to me the flaw in this. That it’s possibly for fear that I fail to own my love for her.
Because in truth, I’ve been afraid to share about this love I’ve found. Why?!
I tell her that it’s because she is sacred to me, what we have is sacred, that I want to hold it close and protect it. That to share it on a platform such as this, in my mind, somehow cheapens it. Then everyone will have some ownership of the information. Anyone can comment on it. And I don’t want to offer that up to the world. As if the world really cares. But that’s…