Poor boy.

I am in a relationship with the most sensitive boy in the world. I realize that in our society, that doesn’t come across very well. But think about it. Is there anything inherently wrong about caring? Umm…no. He just gets so upset sometimes, by any given thing, because he cares so much.

For example, yesterday we were driving to get some dinner, and there was an accident in traffic going the opposite direction, with traffic backed up for miles. All manner of emergency vehicles were represented—a fire truck, I think two police cars, an ambulance, and a fire emergency response vehicle. There were several cars involved, but all cars looked intact with the passengers standing outside. My first reaction was, “That would suck, to be in that traffic.”

Sean’s reaction: “I really hope everyone’s okay.” And once more, after I reassured him, that everyone was, in fact, okay. And that struck a chord with me.

He has such a big heart. He can’t help but be affected more by everything that he encounters. I know it’s frustrating (sometimes for me) for him to feel everything so keenly all the time, but I’m sure it’s an indicator of a greater facet of him. He wouldn’t be the same person if he didn’t care about everything so much. And I love him for it.