thatís just a title. The real idea here is more along the lines
of what would you do for something.
letís get this out of the way. I am not suggesting, thinking of,
or asking about a Klondike bar. Same thoughts for anything else
in that general area. This isnít about how far youíd walk for
your favorite sandwich. Not a question of how long youíd wait
in line for the latest book or game release.
talking about bigger things. (Hence the involvement of wishes.)
instance, what would you do for someone you loved? (Or, cared
about. Or, wanted to care about and were trying to connect with.)
you help them move? Would you not only help them move, but offer
them a room at your house? Would you loan them money? Would you
let them drive your car?
say you live alone, and love living alone. And not only that,
you love having a bit of organization and control over the events
of your life. Itís a comfort and security thing for you. Would
you give that up? Would you sacrifice privacy and some of your
shared a Jennifer story before, but letís hit it again.
ago, I met someone that seemed very nice. I liked her, and there
seemed to be a mutual attraction. So, I asked her out and she
said yes. We ended up going out a couple of times. There was no
real spark. No connection. But at one point, she offered to make
out that for some reason, she felt bad about the way she had acted
on one of those dates and wanted to do something nice. So, she
did. She made a wonderful shrimp dinner.
wellÖ I donít like shrimp.
didnít know that. She never even asked. Shrimp parmigiana was
one of her favorite dishes to cook, it was always delicious, and
she felt it would be a real treat. So, thatís what she made.
wellÖ I donít like shrimp.
on that eveningÖ a girl had put in the effort to do something
nice for meÖ a girl that I really wanted to see if a deeper relationship
might workÖ I ate that shrimp and had a smile on my face that
said I loved it.
would I do for a date? Turns out, eat shrimp and say it was wonderful.
(By the way, it was delicious, but I didnít like it because of
the shrimp. Sauce was good and seasonings fantastic. Everything
in really great proportions and presented nicely. It was a good
dish. I just donít like shrimp.)
the years, many friends have told me that Iím a sucker for love.
Not because of what I do, but usually when I do it. I try to do
too much, too quickly, and wind up nervous and shy and awkward
and ďletís do whatever you want to doĒ for any and every decision.
Itís what I do.
me a sucker is their way of telling me that the dating world is
scary, that making someone else happy is wonderful but I need
to recognize right out of the gate I have value and deserve some
of the things from a relationship that I enjoy.
getting a bit off track here. Intent of the essay was not dating
advice or a personal therapy session. Letís get centered back
in our lane.)
our lives, we all have moments where we question whether or not
something is worth the effort. Will we make the sacrifice? Depending
on different elements of the situation, weíre far more likely
to bend a little more, give a little more, do a lot more in some
instances than we are in others. The trick is understanding how
the balance works, how the give and take works, and where we draw
my case, I donít know that Iíll eat the shrimp again (so to speak).
However, Iím saying that without a serving dish being placed on
the table in front of me. Itís always easier to say what youíd
do when you arenít really faced with doing it, so be careful what
you wish for.