I’m definitely not who I used to be.
For example, when I was in university, I never would have had a male roommate. It just would have been inappropriate, unthinkable. But, when I was back in Sudbury, desperately looking for someone to split the rent with — I had such a great place, I really didn’t want to move! — I found Carl. He was a friend of a friend, and he needed a place as badly as I needed a roomie. It was a match made in heaven, so they say. Many eyebrows at church went up when I spoke of my roommate Carl, but I kind of liked it. Let people think what they wanted — Carl was great, and we never had any problems at all.
Once again, I have a male roommate. My life situation is a bit abnormal; my husband lives in our house about 900 km away, runs his own business and takes care of the place and our sweet, fluffy cat. I have a job up north, so I go back and forth between Fort Simpson, Wrigley and High Level, but to be honest, I primarily live in Fort Simpson. My honey and I are seriously hoping (and planning) to live under one roof again soon!
In the mean time, I am thoroughly enjoying my life and my current roomie. He is amazing! We get along great, talk about everything under the sun, and do lots of things together: go exploring outdoors, cook, eat, listen to music or the radio, and watch movies occasionally.
In fact, when I moved to Wrigley in November, we were both a little star-struck: we were so compatible and had so much in common it was uncanny… more than co-incidence! We became instant, great friends and the depth of our connection is special. A friend of ours thought we were sleeping together, but we assured her we weren’t, and tried to explain our friendship. Like brother/sister. Like amazing friends. Or soul mates? Something like that. Kindred spirits. I think we fell into appreciation for each other.
What is “falling into appreciation,” you ask? It is a bit like falling in love, which makes sense since love and appreciation are so closely linked together. We were so grateful to have each other for company — Wrigley can be hard to live in — and so happy to have a kindred spirit to talk to! We enjoyed spending time together, and spent hours talking about our philosophies, beliefs, life experiences and things we had learned along the way. Then, it happened a second time, when my coworker moved in. She is amazing, and again, we found deep friendship, compatibility, and camaraderie. She is so sweet, lively and fun to be with!
So does this seem strange or wrong to you? A married woman living apart from her loving husband? Make no mistake — my marriage is not on the rocks. We get along fabulously together, in person and on the phone. And here I am falling in appreciation for other people! Why not?!
By appreciating those around me, I feel good. I thrive, I glow. I am happy! And the amazing friendships I have made along the way are such a blessing; it would have been a shame for me to deny them because of male-female boundaries of impropriety… I just don’t think that way any more. I want to appreciate all the amazing people in my life, and I don’t want to hold back about it. When I meet someone cool, I want to spend time with them, get to know them better and share ideas. I want to appreciate everything about my life, and no one’s going to stop me from doing it. 🙂
Want to join me on a rant of appreciation? Comments are on!
From: Jamie Lauckner
🙂 How nice. The rainbow tribe grows.