Monday, July 13, 2009

High points and Hotlanta

Visiting Euro-wonder boy B. has returned to his normal digs in eastern Europe. I hope he had a good visit! It was great to get to know him, to spend time with him, and to listen to him.

I'm not always a good listener. Sometimes, my motor-mouth (and brain) get going to such degree that the running commentary on everything becomes non-stop and everything said needs correction, advice-giving, a history lesson or language lesson. See what I mean?

One of the great things I am grateful for in B's friendship is that he told me to hush and listen. I was embarrassed when I realized what I'd been doing. I never let him finish telling something before I'd have to jump in with advice. Hah. As if I knew. . . . .

Thanks, B, for the honesty. That shows me you love me enough to engage in the hard stuff: confronting someone. Indeed, I want to listen better, and you helped set me on that path.

We had a day at eastern America's highest peak, Mt. Mitchell. There's a picture here somewhere.

The trip to Atlanta to return B to the airport was eventful and fun. After stopping by the wonderful LGBTQ book store OutWrite (where we purchased more books, especially some titles by Michael Thomas Ford) and a bite to eat, we went to the Atlanta Eagle. I'd only once been dancing at a gay venue - in fact, a year ago in Atlanta - and wanted to go with B. So away we went. It was early for the crowds which was a good thing. Thursday nights have rather bad reputation for "misbehaving" at the Eagle (so I'm told) and we weren't looking to get into any "trouble." The music started a little early and we spun and twirled and danced around in the lights. Great fun. Amazing fun. Indeed, life is too short not to dance.

The place began filling up, and the hour was late. Off to bed at friend W.'s house, our kind host.

On Friday, B. got on the plane back to Europe. I was sad to see him go. I miss you, buddy. We hope to re-connect here next year (before his visa runs out) or with me going there. That means I might need to plan ahead. Daunting task, that.

Saturday on my own, I visited the Atlanta Botanical Gardens. Gorgeous (dare I say) fabulous orchids and a display of sculpture by Henry Moore.

13 comments:

Larry Ohio said...

"I want to listen better, and you helped set me on that path."

Nice. A friend taught me the same lesson some years back. Thank god for friends who care.

johnmichael said...

Those amazing connections with a friend can be awesome. They help reaffirm that one is a person--who can give and take without being selfish.

Michael Dodd said...

Life is indeed too short not to dance. Glad you are doing some of that, too.

Jim said...

I like friends that challenge me. Good to hear you had a nice visit. Next time come to Dallas!

Bob Hamilton said...

What's even better about the Botanical Gardens is that in the summer they host concerts in the park there, with limited seating and very close proximity to some major musical talents. Beautiful place, beautiful music!

Ur-spo said...

i hope that Moore is fastened down; I know of a few stolen for their metal.

Neil said...

I talked to B and he is PROUD to be your friend.

Lemuel said...

Your visit with B sounds more "fabulous" than your visit to the garden! I am so happy to hear of your "antics" at the Eagle. Snoopy confirms your philosophy. Dance!

Birdie said...

Such wealth of example: listen to your friends, dance when you can, look at the beauty around you. Not enough pictures!

Eric said...

Hi...I just discovered your blog, and wanted to know you have a new reader!

RG said...

You used the word fabulous - I'm so proud of you!

Steven said...

I had to chuckle at RG's comment above. But I am glad that you guys were able to have a good time in Atlanta. :-)

Greg said...

This post makes me happy in so many different ways, my friend! How sweet to have a friend who's company you enjoy, who's not afraid to help you learn the important lessons like this...and to dance with!

I'm glad some joy has found you this summer (and thanks for the heads-up about Bear Week!).