I remember the porch being bigger

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I remember the porch being bigger –Robin Williams as Alan Parrish

So you said you watched Jumanji with the kids fairly recently.  Good.  There’s a scene in the movie that I really like when Robin Williams and the two younger kids are looking for Sarah since they need her to finish the game.  They’re standing on Sarah’s porch, and while Robin is reminiscing about playing on that porch with Sarah, he makes the comment, “I remember the porch being bigger.”  See, what I’ve come to understand about life is that you can never go back.  If you ever try to go back to the house you grew up in, things are older, items are moved or replaced, paint’s a different color or faded, and… the porch is always smaller.

Last night you brought up the idea that you maybe make me “hate” my life more in the sense that it’s harder for me to go through the motions while I’m away from you because I know that there’s something more desirable out there (I don’t remember exactly how you worded it, because I only glanced at it before deleting it as I was at the moment picking up Evelyn from work).  And a large part of that is true, but there’s a part that I don’t think you know about–that’s why I’m writing this.  See you have made me blatantly aware of how dissatisfied I am with my life, but that isn’t contingent on whether I’m close to you or not.  And what I mean is, if for some catastrophic reason I never saw you or heard from you again for the rest of my life (not happening!), I’d never be able to forget you.  Everything I’d see and do would still make me think of you.  Because I can’t go back.  I can’t go back to before I met you or before I fell in love with you….  I can’t go back to when the porch was bigger.
Now what you may not know is that, if I could go back, I wouldn’t.  If I got the chance to go back to my satisfied life the way it was just a year ago, I’d choose to stay right here.  And it does hurt.  It hurts sometimes to be so close to you yet out of reach…..  But I’ll take what I can I guess.  Even if I only get a glimpse of you in a day.  Even if it’s just hearing your laugh from down the hall.  Even if it’s just hearing you walk behind me when you’re heading to the breakroom.  That’s how much I fell in love with you…..  Because the truth is I want it all, but even if I can’t have it, I’m still staying right here.  Because I can’t go back, and if I could, I wouldn’t.  The porch is never going to get any bigger.  And while I “hate” my life more than ever, there’s something about you that makes me feel alive.  And every time the song stops, everything feels slower.  Again… something’s missing in the world, and a part of me has gone away.
On the day before your birthday, I told you that something I admired about you is that you’re a perfectionist (Awesomearius).  You’re a catalyst that sets the bar high for yourself and everyone around you.  You have an innate drive to improve things… you change things.  It’s one of your best gifts because, simply, the world is a better place because you lived.  When I told you that, I never thought you’d change me so much.  But you did.  I’m better because of you, and my world is a better place because you lived.  And maybe you made the porch smaller in my life, but when it comes down to it, I’m so glad that you did… because now that you’re on the porch too, since it’s smaller, I’m just that much closer to you…. And I love that.
Yours Faithfully
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