"In the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter."
-- Kahil Gibran
So I'd been feeling rather melancholy the last few days... nothing over the top but enough to keep me sighing heavily throughout the day. After doing everything I could think of to snap myself out of it, I just acquiesced to it all. It's not like me to be down for very long - when I am I pay attention to it - and hopefully deal with it. I make concerted, valiant efforts to be as chipper as possible at all times... but I've learned in order to do this I need to recharge when the well is dry. Sometimes I think it's healthy for me to just be SAD if I'm feeling sad. Let myself feel it and then get on with things. Moping ad nauseum is not ok... moping privately as I am pulling myself together is probably quite healthy (and smart).
Sometimes friends can step in at just the right times, with just the right things that are needed for internal adjustment. I'm not sure if this is friend intuition or just plain random circumstance - whatever the cause, today I thankfully got a break from myself. (You know when you are on your own nerves, things are bad, right?)
Around 1pm I got a text from my good friend, Leanne (i.e., my partner in crime on my birthday BUI post). She had something for me and was "stopping by". Not long after, Leanne walks into my condo with an Easter basket in hand. (How sweet was she??? The last basket I got was in 1986. Really!) I was so touched and almost started to cry.
"No, no - look in your basket!", Leanne said with a devilish grin.
I grabbed it like an enthusiastic 6-year old and tore through its contents. She had loaded that thing with all kinds of great candy... chocolate... and then - I saw it.
BATTERIES. (A joke that any single woman can share...)
I burst into laughter, the strong hold-your-gut stuff that accompanies a great joke with someone who knows how to make you laugh. Then Leanne laughed at how much I was laughing. It was a great moment...
The basket from "Bunny Miller" (aka Leanne Miller):
Let me pull those suckers out for you. Underneath all the chocolate bunnies and Cadbury eggs:
(9V, Leanne?? Yikes! ha.....)
I hug my sweet friend and continue laughing... my giggles were genuine but the mark of a true friend is one who can see through the veneer. I suspect she did and "friend instinct" probably told her to take action.
Leanne: We're going riding. I'll be back in an hour. Be ready.
Leanne: BE READY.
Sharpie: (smiles) Ok.
True to her word, an hour later she appeared to haul my butt up NCAR climb - fresh air and some laughs were called for... and had!
I have no greater blessings in my life than the devotion I receive from those I call "friends". While I may struggle from time to time with what I am supposed to be doing with my life, am I where I am supposed to be (?) because something really seems to be missing .... anytime I take a moment to reflect on those people in my world who truly, TRULY love me and look out for me, I am nothing but humbled. I am so grateful to have the quality of friends that I do and I believe, without hesitation, that my friends are the greatest souls on the earth. I also realize that having the depth of loyalty and love that I do from these people doesn't just happen... to have a friend you must also be a friend...
I must be doing something right to have friends as amazing as mine....
...and to all of you, I am so soooo lucky! Don't think I don't know it, not even for a second...