Developing that little idiosyncrasies August 12, 2008
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How we relate to people in our own memories are not what everything that everyone outside the relationship can see. Our relationship with each every individual is define by how we spend time with the other person. Everyone has only 24 hours afterall. It would be good that we have someone to spend our lives with.
Recently, I heard someone saying that it is fortunate if we can see our best friends on even a weekly basis. With technology, like instant messenger, we are now able to be close to our friends even though we may not be there physically. But it is even better that we can be physically there to spend time with them.
During my last visit with Howard, he said something that strike me as very profound and true. He said that we would need to be ‘there’ when some events are happening. If we are not there, then we are not experiencing the same moment. It is those moments that define the relationship even more. We just need to be ‘there’.
I borrow this following dialogue found in ‘Good will hunting’ about what we remember in a relationship -
My wife’s been dead two years, Will.
And when I think about her, those
are the things I think about most.
Little idiosyncrasies that only I
knew about. Those made her my wife.
And she had the goods on me too.
Little things I do out of habit.
People call these things imperfections
Will. It’s just who we are. And we
get to choose who we’re going to let
into out weird little worlds. You’re
not perfect. And let me save you the
suspense, this girl you met isn’t
either. The question is, whether or
not you’re perfect for each other.
You can know everything in the world,
but the only way you’re findin’ that
one out is by giving it a shot. You
sure won’t get the answer from an
old fucker like me. And even if I
did know, I wouldn’t tell you.
Here’s another part from the same movie about regret and wishing things to be different:
No, that’s okay. It’s an important
question. ‘Cause you’ll have your
bad times, which wake you up to the
good stuff you weren’t paying
attention to. And you can fail, as
long as you’re trying hard. But
there’s nothing worse than regret.