Friendship is like the holly-tree.
The holly is dark when the rose briar blooms,
But which will bloom most constantly?
To Blog, or not to blog.. That is the question!
It’s Saturday again, and I had the most horrendously busy week, even though I had a hiatus on New Year ’s Day.
The hospital was full and we were so busy, that I worked eleven hour shifts most of the time, and rolled home exhausted. At 60, I am beginning to realize that I cannot do what I used to, and retirement seems very inviting. So the idea of blogging this morning was yet another chore in my mind, and I had no idea what I would write about. I checked my Stats, and noticed that most people read my blog on the weekend. I am very gratified to have any followers, and on most weekends I have about 130 new people reading my small contribution to cyberspace. I often wonder what my readers think, whether you are men or women. I rarely get any specific feedback, except for the stats. But I feel an obligation and a warm connection with my regular readers; enough to keep me going on days when I don’t really feel very inspired.
Then someone came to the door, unannounced, and it was one of my girlfriends whom I have not seen in several weeks. We rarely get any time to talk, and usually, when we see each other, we are in a crowd, or constantly interrupted, and so intimate conversation is less likely.
So Valerie and I had a wonderful morning, eating breakfast together, reconnecting and laughing and catching up on the news. We talked of politics and religion and family and friends, with a spattering of medicine and mentions of “Obamacare”, and even immigration. Not once were we interrupted by our phones, or by anyone else. It was so refreshing to abandon all my house work, and all my workaholic plans and just enjoy human connection. I feel satiated! It made me feel so grateful for my friendships; so thankful for my friends.
A friend knows the song in my heart and sings it to me when my memory fails.
I have so many girlfriends over the world with whom, regretfully, I have no time with anymore. I try to keep up my friendships by email and Facebook , but it is not the same. At my age, one doesn’t make friends as easily as one used to, and work and obligations tend to get in the way. Old friends are like family , one can always pick up where you left off, no matter how long you have spent apart.
The most beautiful discovery true friends make is that they can grow
separately without growing apart. ~Elisabeth Foley
Each chapter in my life has a pocket of friendships that blend into my lifeline, leaving little trails down memory lane . We can each choose to take the time to follow those trails once in a while, to refresh our souls , and bring renewed joy into our hearts.
In everyone’s life, at some time, our inner fire goes out. It is then burst into flame by an encounter with another human being. We should all be thankful for those people who rekindle the inner spirit. ~Albert Schweitzer
So I wanted to remind you of the special connection you may have with old friends. How often do you stop, put down the iPad, or the tablet, abandon the self- imposed obligations, and just BE with someone. Or how often do you decide to write a letter to an old friend, or call on the telephone. Does the house work really matter ? Can you leave a project for a day, just to feel that you have nurtured yourself a little ? Even if you don’t want to talk, or feel depressed, a friend can be there to share your sorrows, or just be supportive.
The best kind of friend is the one you could sit on a porch with, never saying a word, and walk away feeling like that was the best conversation you’ve had. ~Author Unknown
Today, I celebrate my friends.
Today I make a new year’s resolution to reconnect with some of my old friends that I have not seen in years. Either by writing, calling or visiting.
Despite my life, despite my work, despite my commitments.
Without the legacy of my friendships, I would not be where I am today.
My life is a long journey, and my friendships are the wind that fill my sails.
There are big ships and small ships. But the best ship of all is friendship.