Sometimes the seemingly little things in life are the biggest reminder that you’re not alone, not invisible, not unnoticed.
A phone call from a friend.
A phone call from your boss to say thanks for doing such a bang up job.
A friend taking time out of their busy life to share something interesting with you.
A hand written note saying ‘Hello. I hope all is well.’.
I’ve received most of those reminders the last few days… and it’s so very nice to know that, despite everything, the world still sees me… the world still thinks of me.
After an extensive sifting through my friends on Facebook, I received a message “I’m sorry if I’ve done something. We’re friends.” from someone who I thought had forgotten about me. It was nice to catch up briefly. Thank you Rosa.
I opened my email today to find an interesting picture in my inbox. Thanks for sharing Kristine. You’ve become very dear to me.
My boss called me today. My new boss at the job that I’m hoping will soon take backseat to something out of the house. She thanked me for doing such great work. Me.
I got home from piano today with Wee and we found a box on our front step. Wee loved the box and the contents. I loved the fact that someone cared enough to take their time to look for something for me… And I loved even more the absolutely beautiful handwritten note inside.
This card now has a special place in my heart and on my desk.
It may seem trivial, but it’s not to me.
To me, handwritten speaks of care and thought.
And it is a gorgeous card.
I love it. Thank you Beth. Thank you for taking the time to tell me that you care.
That means a lot to me.
Especially right now when the road is pretty damn rocky.
I’d tell you all about it, but honestly, it seems so impersonal. And I’ve never been one to spill my woes randomly… But if you were here, if you were sitting RIGHT HERE…
Oh how I wish many of my friends lived closer….
How I would love to be able to go and sit with you and your ducks Beth and just enjoy some time…. Meet your Tim…. See your life.
How I would love to share some laughs and some stories with you Juliana… Grab a few drinks… Tell a few stories…. Catch a college football game.
How I would love to wander where you live Michelle… See the sights… Meet your horses… Bitch about work face-to-face…
How I would love to actually share a pot of coffee with you Eric instead of just doing it via email.
How I would love to see all of your beautiful children Angela… See your smile… Hear your laugh…. Listen to how your life has grown and changed so much.
How I would love to share a bottle of wine with you Denise in front of a fire or on the deck… And just talk about anything that comes to mind.
Honestly, the list goes on and on… The people that I would love to be closer too… The people who mean so very much to me that live so very far away.
It’s small things… the little things… like a beautiful card with a handwritten message that let me know that you feel the same. That let me know that, no matter how rocky my road may be right now, I’m not alone.