Sometimes as I answer a blog post that hits me from a side I wasn't expecting, I find myself writing a whole lot more than what a simple comment should be. I usually wind up wiping the comment and replacing it one letting the writer know they got thru to at least one reader. This is a comment I un-wrote earlier--it made me realize I'm spending more time these days (as opposed to before ending my engagement and moving home) shielding than I am turning myself inside out and looking at how to improve what I found. So please put up with a dose of babble without taking it personally. If you think I'm talking about you, you're mistaken. Anyone I'd be talking to nearly never gives enough of a shit to look here anyhow.
Once you put the cork in the bottle, it's hard to remove--and the longer the cork stays, the harder it is to tug it loose. Even if you're dying to have a glass of what's inside, your own refusal to open the bottle sooner works against your want for the wine.
Sure, you could use a corkscrew to remove the cork by force, but you could destroy the cork in the process and spoil the wine by dropping chunks of the cork in it. And you can't put that same cork back in once you use the corkscrew.
The question I have to ask myself is, is chancing having the wine rejected when I share it because I screwed up with the cork--do I want to risk having the wine shoved back at me because they can see the cork in it? Or will the person I choose to share the substance behind the cork with overlook the bits of evidence that what I pour out had been hidden for long enough that it was really tough to bring it into the light of day to show that person?
There have been times I lucked out--the people I chose just picked out the pieces of cork and accepted what I shared without judging the fact that it wasn't something handed out to everyone.
I have to add though--I still have a short list that I haven't dared trying to pull out the cork for, and I don't think I ever can. One had the chance to see inside the bottle, but refused to look for fear they'd be blamed for the need for the cork in the first place. And I'm not willing to jeopardize what I already share with the others by showing them the black bottle, cork pounded in via sledgehammer long long ago, intended never to be shown, let alone removed.
4 comments:
Trusting someone with our innermost selves can be very difficult. Even after close to 30 years of being with the same person, there are little bits of me that may not come out. But those aren't very important parts. The only way to dust off those bottles and sample what's in them is time. You need the time to know that the person you share it with doesn't mind just breaking the neck off the bottle and having a drink, good or bad. Hopefully, you'll find someone you can share that with one day.
Simply--I understand.
Thanks, you guys--both for understanding and for putting up with me all these years (and yeah, it's been years with a lot of you).
Now, I KNOW this isn't about me! :-)
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