Stuck inside.
Going batty.
Trying to stay safe and healthy. I take my vitamins and avoid people like the plague. Pun intended.
Each week or so I reach out to a friend I haven't heard from in a while.
Two weeks ago it was my college best friend, Sue. We lost touch a number of years ago when her mom got sick and I had gone thru a difficult death of another best friend. We had things to deal with at the time.
I found her number and called. We were so excited to talk again and absolutely reconnected. She was feeling lonely and needed a friend. We started back up where we left off. Call it kismet. But we text almost every day now. Another human connection that keeps our worlds less disconnected. Good friends are like that, you just pick up where you left off and continue the conversation.
One week ago it was a friend who has been elusive. Part of the reason is because one third of our tripod had passed, and she found it difficult to talk to me because I reminded her of the things we used to do as a posse. She still struggles with the death that dealt us such a blow, we broke.
After a few glasses of wine, we were able to laugh and do some reminiscing that didn't cause pain or a lag in the conversation. I think we're on the mend. We talked for hours about nothing in particular but laughed a lot. It was good to belly laugh.
Last night I texted one of my most wayward friends, Diggity. She's that one friend who lives on the fringes of society in every way. I didn't really expect a response, I just wanted her to know I had been thinking of her and was hoping she was ok. She was excited to hear from me and is doing good. Got herself cleaned up and is holding down a job. I'm so proud of her and told her so. Another connection with a lost soul.
I'm not sure who I'm going to contact next week. I have a list of friends who I miss.
So, amidst all this scary pandemic crap, I have found a way to survive and hopefully brighten someone's day - if even for an evening.
ps - I wound up speaking with another one of my fringe friends today. Sometimes there's a reason for distance, but it was good to talk with her again.
pps - silver linings
