Recently I had a conversation with a relatively new friend. She said to me “you spend WAY more time with the people who you work with then I ever could!” I capitalized the letters of way because she really emphasized this word. It got me thinking about friends. Is it weird that a lot of my friends come from my work place?
I always was lucky to have friendships in my life. Looking back, my friends have been closely related to my interests or where I was in my life. When I was in school, friends were in my classes or clubs. In college, they came from my lab partners. When I started working, the jobs I had. As I changed, friends did too. Some friends I let go of as I got further away from that place in my life. Yet, others remained part of my life and very dear to me!
I don’t think it’s that weird, now that I’m at my “forever” job, my friends surround me every day. My friends are part of the reason I love to go to my job every day. We laugh, cry, fight and laugh some more! We party, go on trips, celebrate holidays and generally share our life’s moments. I think it’s only natural the I do things I enjoy with my “work” friends. I think of them as an extension of my family!
So, anonymous reader, I believe that if you are lucky enough to have friends wherever they come from consider yourself blessed! I know I thank the universe every day for putting the right people in my path!
It’s been a while dear anonymous reader. I was emotionally drained every evening last week and could not think to write. I passed another birthday of my departed dad and I’ve noticed that I tend to retreat a little. Don’t get me wrong, I went out and had fun a few evenings but I never shared my thoughts.
But I’m thinking tonight of that word “departed” and here I am……writing. I don’t particularly like the word. “Departed”……it sounds weird. Like someone went on a trip and will return. If you believe in an afterlife, you will say the person has started another journey. I know that every creature living has a life cycle. People, plants and animals all have an expiration date.
My dad used to say at the end that dying was hard. I haven’t thought about his “departing” in a while. It was hard to watch him slip away because he was larger than life. But even he “departed”.
Tonight, I was sent on an errand to search in the dark for a hat. As I moved towards the front of my yard, iPhone in hand, I saw a small black cat laying face down at the roots of a tree. As I got closer, I noticed that it didn’t run. I realized he was breathing so I went to get my neighbor.
Now my neighbor is the man who takes in and cares for our wild cat population. He came over and gently pulled him out from the tree roots. He said that he was already getting stiff and his breathing was swallow. He was “departing”. As we stood there and talked, I noticed the swishing,ever so slight, of a tail. His little head never looked our way but he could hear our voices. Dying is hard.
Is that what happens? Do we hear a kind voice? I wonder if at that moment as we are hovering between life and death we feel love and does that make the departing easier or harder.
I like to believe that the journey begins knowing that you are “leaving” loved. That someone will miss you, that you mattered, that someone will talk about you with love. I read somewhere that someone dies only when the last person who knew them dies. That we live on in memories. I like that thought! Especially, dear anonymous reader, tonight!
OMG! What should I write about tonight? I know vegetables!
Well…..you might think…. big stretch!!! Layered vegetables will lead to how life is layered as well.
I am just saying I tried something that I hadn’t had before, and I liked it! I’m going to keep that up both in eating and life!
Are you surprised, dear anonymous reader, I’m not going to write what we already ALL know already! I’m just going to remind myself to remember the artichoke!!!!
There are many times when I come home from a Skivvies show and I am I awe! First, my friendship with my talented friends has me often wonder how these things happened to a girl from Jersey! That is something to ponder for another blog post!!!
The talent that I am privileged to witness blows me away! These 2 individuals are so accomplished. They make what they do seem easy! They sing, play too many instruments to mention and banter in a timed dance of comedy.
I have shared my love for this remarkable duo with many friends over the past few years. All have become fans which also makes me smile!!!
Tonight though I learned how performers sometimes have rug taken out from under their feet. 30 minutes to show time, the skivvies were told the rules they needed to follow to adhere to campus regulations. What to do? You do it! Did that particular audience know anything was changed? No! The audience had a fun, fabulous time and never missed what wasn’t performed. Why? Because the performers didn’t dwell on the negative.
Lesson learned! Let go of negativity and things that could bring us down! Focus on putting best foot forward and positivity!
So dear anonymous reader, positivity keeps the journey fun even when negative situations arise!
Today is April 1st. A day that we call April Fools Day. I was so glad to not be in school today because I hate feeling the pressure to be funny! I can’t be funny on command!
Anywho……I woke up this morning in a “blue” sort of mood. Couldn’t really shake the feeling that something was wrong. Nothing was mind you except that today was officially the last school day of break. I don’t count weekends of breaks because everyone is off and it’s not special!
I did nothing exciting over break! I got the car inspected, cut the grass, laundry, and some shopping…….nothing to write in a blog! Lol!
Anyway, I decided, around 2:30 to do something! So I went to take a walk at a park. I went there earlier this week with a friend for the first time. It was fun and I figured it would make me feel that I didn’t waste the last free day.
As I was walking the same path I had taken a few days ago with my friend, it occurred to me that I never saw anything I was looking at today. It freaked me out! I panicked that I was not on the right path, I was going to get lost, I would never be seen again. I got hold of myself because I could see the barn where I parked, many people were walking the path with babies and doggies and I was listening to my music on my phone!!! Nothing bad was going to happen.
All of a sudden, I realized something. You can walk a path and see something different each time. You just need to keep moving forward when things get scary, wait for the next turn or your favorite song to come on your playlist and your attitude changes!
I need to remember this, dear anonymous reader, to help me get through those “blue” moments and DANCE!!!!