Speechless Sensitivity

[thax peeps, ishes, and bro for the comments. VERY funny Special. =P... at least it tells me someone's reading my blog! =P.. soz bro, u left too early on Monday. lotsa love, friend, Highness [ish], sis.]

After the very successful surprise party that I organised for Jane's (TCP's) departure, I received an email, from a very special friend (a different kind of "special" Special, dw). I was to post this entry earlier, like on the day that I received that email, except, my full schedule of social activities got out of hand.

During tonight's dinner of wonderful, ABSOLUTELY BEAUTIFUL grill cheese mussles, the remembrance of this particularly different email slipped through the mind conducting barbaric actions. As I tore the delicious flesh from its shell, I suddenly remembered what I was supposed to do. Obviously the email has nothing connected to the scrumptious objects that I was consuming, but... the mail was from Liz (and sorry guys, I can't post it on here) expressing her appreciation and friendliness.

The sensitivity of this mail is stunning and leaves me speechless. I had no idea I had a friend whom I only was close to at the start of this year... has such great compassion. I wrote back and thanked her, except, this kind of thankfulness is unexpressionable (like my conjured word?). There are no right words to express my thank, my emotions, or the expression I had on my face.

It's not everyday that a friend tells you how much they appreciate you, or how deep they know you. I can confidently conclude that Liz is extremely sensitive, and understands her friends well. Not only that, she isn't afraid to express her observations, which really did warm my heart.

Even though I think I'm straight forward enough with my friends and I express whatever I think about them to them all the time, I still need to work on finding the right words. I'm not sure if it's obvious that I am always trying to show affection and appreciation towards my friends... but I really do try. Maybe I just don't find the right kind of words to express these observations/feelings like how Liz perfectly does it, but then again... friends should be able to pick up these presence.

Maybe it's me, or my friends, I don't think it matters anymore. I know that I'm putting a lot of effort into my part of the cycle, and it's up to my friends to choose to receive the worded music. Maybe they respond, or not, but if responses aren't expressed, whether verbal or physically, it doesn't continue the story.

Thank you Liz. Thank you so much. I don't know how to thank you, coz no matter how much I try to thank you, it never seems enough. Your sensitivity and understanding allows me to know that- "Whoa, someone out there actually understands what I'm trying to show, what I'm trying to do." YOU are a diamond too Liz, you'll always be sparkling amongst the top. Thank you for being so supportive... and ... ur mega bubbly personality just adds a bonus to whatever you do. Thanks for being such a great friend.

d^^b