“It is easy in the world to live after the world’s opinion; it is easy in solitude to live after our own; but the great man is he who in the midst of the crowd keeps with perfect sweetness the independence of solitude”.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
It was a beautiful day as Nina and I enjoyed the warmth of the jacuzzi located next to the building of the apartment complex where she lives. Nina looked happy. I could see it in her eyes. There were beams of light radiating from her smile. I was also happy.
Suddenly, Nina said, “Look, there’s a hummingbird! It just landed on that little twig in the tree!” She pointed it out for me and there it was. So tiny and fragile yet so amazing whenever it began fluttering its little wings at an incredible rate. “I think it likes us,” she said. “Perhaps it feels our happiness,” I thought to myself. It was a beautiful thing to witness.
That same night I had a long and enjoyable conversation with a good friend of mine, Zaira. She is about my age and has yet to find a man suitable enough to be her companion. Knowing her as long as I have, I’ve often wondered why. She’s good-looking and intelligent. She also possesses values that are worthwhile. She loves her parents; she also loves her brother and his two young children. She’s not materialistic and accepts people as they are. What more could a person want in a companion? Well, after much pondering and conversing on the subject, we arrived at a most critical point—integrity.
Who wouldn’t want his or her companion to possess integrity? I believe it’s safe to say no one. But, whether or not integrity is a quality people look for in a companion is not the question. The matter at hand has more to do with how we sometimes violate our own integrity for the sake of being in a relationship. It’s not that Zaira doesn’t want to have a companion—perhaps there is nothing she would like more—it’s just that she’s not willing to put her integrity on the line in order to conform to the “demands” of a relationship.
I’ve heard it said that the older a person gets, the more difficult it is for that person to modify his or her life to accommodate a companion. I believe there is a lot of truth to that statement. In my case, age has brought with it a desire to be stable to a certain degree. Zaira is such a case—she has admitted it; however, it doesn’t mean she would be absolutely incapable of being in a relationship where she shares a home with her companion. She’s very capable, in fact. She’s just not willing to conform. Is she selfish or is she just extraordinarily resolute?
Zaira’s case is but one in countless cases. To some people she may be selfish. It is all ultimately relative. To me she is definitely unlike any other woman I’ve known. Her blatant honesty is far more valuable than the sugar-coating that seems to be so prevalent in all sorts of relationships from personal to professional. I salute those who refuse to give in. Billy Joel’s famous song says that “honesty is such a lonely word” and, while it may feel that way at times, it really isn’t so. Just as one star in the seemingly infinite vastness of space can overcome the darkness, one honest friend can make our earthly existence worthwhile.
People are like hummingbirds. When a man or a woman meets that special someone for the first time it is a beautiful thing, just like the little hummingbird that appeared above Nina and me. It is also a fragile thing, however. It is far too easy for the demands that sometimes exist within a relationship to remove that precious hummingbird from its natural surroundings and deprive it of that which captivated us in the beginning.







