Thursday, March 8th, 2012 12:32:36

Those Who Know Us Best

I’ve come to realize that it’s often not very telling if those who don’t know someone well love them the most. After all, what they often see is the thin veneer of outward appearances. Dress, manners, gestures — they see the person portrayed to the outside world. It’s not that it’s not important how one dresses, what one says or how one conducts oneself. Instead, it means that it’s more important who people are through and through — are they authentic, are they real, are they loved by those who know them best?

What matters are the opinions of those who know us the best — family and longtime friends. The people who have known us for years, who have seen us in all sorts of moods, all types of situations, at our best, on different occasions and situations, and also at our worst. They know us for who we are — in good times and in bad — not who we want to be or hope to be or try to be.

They know the real person — the authentic person.