Some mornings I get up just dragging. I pray, I swear, I moan. . .and then I force myself to work on something (even if it's a crossword, although scrubbing floors seems to be really effective for me, too:)
What I really want to do is hide. I don't want to be cheery . . I don't want to go to tai-chi. No music, no laughter, no fun. I read to "find answers" . . I try to still my mind to "hear the solution". I write. I stomp. I ponder. And then the phone dings or rings . . the friendly reminder . . Happy Mental Health Day . . Happy Thursday!
Friends are our lifesavers. They pull us back from the brink . . sometimes insanity . . sometimes depression. They cheer us on. They encourage us. They cry with us. . . and then they check on us. They lift our spirits.
I think it's amazing how much better I feel when "klatch" under the park pavilion in the rain. . .break into spontaneous chatter as I "cane" up a set of library stairs . . crinkle my eyes into a grin as I "see" one of my gal-pal emails pop-up . . and "dance" freestyle on the beach in my heels.
I even think I might feel a settled contentment as I send a "shout out" back to the old dude steering the Harley:) . . He'll be able to tell it's me . . I'll be the one with the pink towel:)
Bette Midler's song, Friends . . You Got To Have Friends, pops into mind. . .1973. Can you believe it? I can't possibly be that old . . and then one of my friends will gently remind me that I am :) . .and then I will smile.
So today, tonight . . tomorrow, at the latest. . . let them know. . it's how we make it through.
What would we do without friends? I'm here . . I'm listening . . with love and cheers to my friends!
