May 29, 2006 16:57
To turn this mother out with Mr. Dan Hickey from They Might Be Giants, press or say eleven!!
I realized that ridding her of misery and magically conjuring monumental feats of happiness are not within my power. I'm just a guy that loves her. So I did the small things... the ones they say matter the most. And shouldn't that be enough? Yes. I admit I didn't get there when I promised, which was dumb of me... I reiterate my point, though: the train's delay wasn't my fault, and the reason I didn't do as I had planned was because I felt those were MY plans, and they would have no effect on her. I may be assuming too much, but ultimately... if I got there dirty or clean, I thought that it wouldn't make a difference. Yes, the fact that I did a last minute change to my plans may mean that I'll do it again when there's more at stake, but I disagree. If, say, I had had to go home to take a shower because we were going to a fancy concert or to a nice dinner... or she had something at my house that she absolutely needed... then of course I would get home on time and everything.... but I thought that the only reason I planned to go home first was because of the shower. And we weren't going to any dinner. I was just stopping by to say hi and resume my continuous search for the right ways to show her how much I love her-- do all the little things that make her feel better and help her temporarily forget about her life, which, indeed, has seen better days. But when it matters most, I am more than willing to be there for her, and I don't want her to get angry because of some stupid train and some stinky-smellyness of her fiancée. I did make a mistake, and I am sorry. But it doesn't mean I will do the same when it matters more. That I can promise you.