Grounded presence

I don’t know how it happened, but meeting you changed my life. Your gentle voice, the way you carry yourself with such grounded presence. The way you catch yourself when speaking ill of others. It’s a self awareness that matches my own.

All the same. You show a devotion to your faith that inspired me to do the same. I feel so calm in your presence. Warm. Grounded. These last few months I’ve grown more into the man I want to be than I did in the 15 years prior. It’s like I’ve been fumbling down this crooked path and seeing you showed me the direction I was meant to follow.

We’re nothing to each other. Just acquaintances, maybe colleagues? I’m not sure, you probably haven’t thought of me at all in that way, and I don’t want to bridge the gap since it could present some complications. All I know is that I’m grateful that you stepped into my path. Even if it was just to point me in the right direction.

I don’t know why I still think about you often. I don’t know.’ It’s something in your eyes and the smooth honeyed tones of your voice.

Maybe someday we’ll see each other as more than what we are. For now, I’m just happy to help remove any obstacles in your path that make your life more difficult. It’s the least I can do for someone who has been as gentle and kind to me as you.