I've just said goodbye to my second visitor in the last 3 weeks. And I've realised something has been different in how I feel. Both guests are males whom I love, they are both members of my close family and I know love me in return, but there has been one marked difference.
The first guest was tactile and often would give me a hug when walking past me or touch me when talking to me, he greeted me with a kiss on the cheek each morning and a hug and "I love you, sleep well" before bed every night and I lost count of the times during the day when he would tell me how he loved being here in Hong Kong with me.
The second guest gave me a one arm hug and a peck on the cheek for a Hello, when he first arrived in Hong Kong and the same when he left and that was it.
Now I know that both males are very very different in their upbringing and that the second visitor loves me and would do anything I asked of him, for me just as much as the first one would. But the difference is that when the first guest left I felt that my 'cup' of love was full to over flowing, I shrugged off tactless and thoughtless comments from people who wanted to hurt me, I basked in the knowledge that I was cherished and loved.
The second guest had a great time here, we had lots of fun and long chats about family situations serious and funny, I know he had a great time in Hong Kong but now he's gone my 'cup' of love seems empty, I'd poured so much of myself out and shared with him, not because he demanded it, he probably didn't even notice, he just doesn't work that way.
I think this means I need to get a cat! The house plants are just not cutting it for me these days!
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