Five Minute Friday: See

Hello, Friends. Welcome back for another Friday spent with Lisa-Jo and the Five-minute crowd. Today, we’re taking five minutes to write on the prompt See. Do you have five minutes to write, read, or both? Why don’t you join us?


1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking.
2. Link back here and invite others to join in.
3. And then absolutely, no ifs, ands or buts about it, you need to visit the person who linked up before you & encourage them in their comments. Seriously. That is, like, the rule. And the fun. And the heart of this community…

Today’s Prompt: See

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I asked a friend what she hears most often when she counsels people. She said from the singles, she most often hears thoughts on loneliness, fear, and dissatisfaction. And then she said, “I hate to say it, but I think the same is true of the married folks too.”

I sat with her words for a while and I rolled them around in my hands, and when I felt the weight of them, I came to the conclusion that it must be true. But at the heart of it, what they never seem to say, is that–single or married or something in-between–we all just want to be seen. We want a friend, a partner, a co-worker, a sibling, or a spouse to look at us with eyes wide open and say “I see you.”

We want them to see more than our shoulder length hair or the spreadsheet we meticulously filled out. We want them to see past the clean dishes and the neatly folded laundry. Past the Christmas card update and the standard “I’m fine.” We want them to look deep into the underlying meaning of our words, and what makes our heart beat fast, and why we cry when we see that one commercial.

I know this is what I want. I want the people I love to see me through the work of my hands, but also through the work of my heart. I want to believe that I am worthy of the kind of love that says “I see you through every barrier you erect and the  filters you put in place and your infinite layers of crazy, and I love you still.”

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Confession: it took me longer than five minutes, but I really wanted to finish my thought. Don’t hold it against me:)

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