My #FavouriteThing today was a long text conversation with a friend who I have missed lately. It was long and lovingly and beautifully honest, and full of so much caring and appreciation. There’s a reason this person has been in my life for so many years – because he is one of the good guys, and he deserves a place in my life. And that isn’t changing, although the shape of our lives is changing. It’s nice to have a little reassurance once in a while that the people you love still love you in the ways they have to love, and that they will always be there for you. Things that I reciprocate whole-heartedly. I like the new way we are learning to experience our friendship, and both want nothing but the best life has to offer for the other. Really, that’s love. That’s the love I feel for each of my dearest friends. And he can count himself among them.
What was your favourite thing today?
Another favourite thing (I forgot to add it while I was talking about love), was having dinner after the hospital ordeal. We all went out for seafood, which my father in law and I love, but my husband dislikes. It was my husband who suggested it, though. He ate fish and chips. That’s a seafood as he gets. I had lobster and crab stuffed talapia. mmm
My Favourite Thing was love. I admit that the day started off like the sort where I was skeptical about my ability to find a favourite thing. My husband’s grandfather is in hospital. He needs heart surgery and kidney dialysis. Things are tense.
I was feeling low. Very low. But this is why the universe has given me a couple of friends who understand those times, and who love might through them just as much as they love me during times of celebration. Do they love that I’m going through that? No. Do they wish we could move on to a celebratory time? Yes. But the only way out is through, and I have a couple of friends who I know I can tell anything to who wont judge and who will always always see me through (and I them). That’s a good feeling. I turned to one of those friends and she saw me through as far as I needed her…and the good news is, I didn’t need her as long as I thought because…
My husband called me and told me he was going to the hospital where his grandfather had been transferred (an hour away) and if I wanted to come, leave work and join him right away. That was a slightly scary moment, but I am the sort of person who does better when I can take action. Sitting and wondering and worrying are about the worst thing for me. I will turn into a basket case. Hand me a situation where most people would lose it, but where I KNOW what I am facing and what I need to do, and I’ll be a rock. So, away we went. We were met by many loving (worried) family members. We were all much stronger as a unit, and being able to see what we were up against. We were stronger with love.
Love is such a powerful energy, and will always be my favourite thing.