Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Matchmaker, Matchmaker...

One thing I love doing is connecting people. Sometimes, it is a romantic connection and while I can't remember other matches I've made - I should keep a portfolio - I am quite proud of a match I made in 2006. They are still in love and it is beautiful.

So, every year I visit the office my dad used to work at and where I had interned in college. I met D last year but I got to know him a bit more today and I had a thought. He might be perfect for Dr. Do. So, I asked him a couple of critical questions - he is willing to try Morimoto, play Rock Band and meet Dr. Do. I also got a really good vibe from him, he's cute, a good guy from the midwest, he's smart and funny, studied as a molecular biologist, has a CFA and is currently a portfolio manager. His parents are musicians and his dad is also an archaeologist. I checked with another person at the office who confirmed he was a good guy, smart, hard-working and is doing well.

I sent them both an email to introduce them to each other since I wasn't able to get him out before I left on Saturday. I hope they reach out to each other, even to be friends.

Ooooo, he wrote back!

Thursday, September 4, 2008

Love by Roy Croft

M and I are searching for readings to read at N & H's wedding. She doesn't want to read anything in the first person but I came across this one just now and it brought tears to my eyes.


I love you
Not only for what you are,
But for what I am
When I am with you.
I love you,
Not only for what
You have made of yourself,
But for what
You are making of me.
I love you
For the part of me
That you bring out;
I love you
For putting your hand
Into my heaped-up heart
And passing over
All the foolish, weak things
That you can’t help
Dimly seeing there,
And for drawing out
Into the light
All the beautiful belongings
That no one else had looked
Quite far enough to find
I love you because you
Are helping me to make
Of the lumber of my life
Not a tavern
But a temple.
Out of the works
Of my every day
Not a reproach
But a song.
I love you
Because you have done
More than any creed
Could have done
To make me good.
And more than any fate
Could have done
To make me happy.
You have done it
Without a touch,
Without a word,
Without a sign.
You have done it
By being yourself.