the value of friends
Sunday’s call seems to have precipitated an interesting series of events. Yesterday I called another friend of mine whose contract was terminated at work a couple months ago.
I have her cell phone, and I had her home phone, which, not surprisingly had been disconnected. I figured she’d probably moved, she didn’t like the place she was in. So we got to play catch up on the phone a little bit, it was nice to talk to her. She’s moved out of town, but still in state, so I’m hoping she’ll come back into town soon, or I may just try to road trip up to see her.
Close on the heels of that, another friend of mine called me this morning at work. She and I have been playing phone tag for well over a couple months now, trying to schedule a time to trade some healing work. Apparently she tried to call a couple weeks ago and left a message, and my voice mail dumped her message and I didn’t get it. We didn’t get to talk long, but we did catch up a little, and she’s going to look over her schedule and we’ll talk after that.
Sunday’s call to my long ‘lost’ friend has had me thinking the last couple days. I lok back at my younger days, at the friends I had then, how I was then and how I’ve changed, and I feel really aware of how valuable friends are and how much I’ve missed some of them, and how grateful I am for the ones I have now. I think I’ll look up a couple of my other old friends that I haven’t spoken to in years and see how they’re doing, and I’ll call my friends down here just to say hi, I was thinking of you and here I am. When all is said and done, bad things don’t hurt as much and good things are even better when you share them with friends.
I feel even more fortunate that I can count my family among the closest of my friends - not everyone can do that. Thanks for indulging me, I just wanted to express how much my friends matter and to say hey, I think of you all, even if I don’t always say it.