Identity - Reflection - Part 5

Sep 17, 2013 19:35

This is a brief entry... I'll admit.

When I came into the office, a co-worker of mine dropped several drawings in pencil, pen, and crayon on my desk. They were from the 4 kids I helped during the Colorado flood. I'll be honest, I think I needed something like this to remind me of who I am. Even though my name is bullshit, what I've made it into is what matters.

When my friends gave me the nickname Dalis, I was told it was German for "protector." years later, hell of a lot of years later, I found out it was a lie. Just a made up word. Hell my name's changed legally. That defines how I lived my life, to protect and to make sure people are okay.

But when I learned it meant nothing, I felt at a lost. I told myself I'd move beyond it and just be who I am. Keep protecting. In turn, no one cared. I'd protect, I'd support, etc, but no one cared. But honestly, after this past week, and just looking at these drawings... Well. I may be a freak, but I'll keep on protecting and do my best to be a good man. No one else is willing to do random acts of kindness. Only the freaks do. :)
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