That being said, as I look back on the three-day weekend, I am thankful for so much, but mostly, I'm thankful for friends. I have friends who are going through difficult times--deaths, illness, family issues, etc. One thing I appreciate is that it doesn't matter who is having a more difficult time or a less difficult time--it's all real. We all have our variations of the proverbial crap--it's called life. And rarely is it a breeze. I believe, friends are in our lives, however, to share a laugh, a cry, a good conversation, a BIG laugh, a beverage, a meal. And, yes, sometimes there is such a fine line between a cry and and laugh, but so healthy that there can be such honesty.
I'm thankful for my son's friends. For times that he is at their houses (just being honest!) and times for all of them being at our house. I smiled this weekend as I was in the house going through some of my "life" journey, but I could hear the sounds of a pool full of teenagers. Nothing like hearing the conversations, the laughs, the joy to give me perspective. And then later through conversations, the teachable moments--them to me. Truly, out of the mouths of babes.
I'm thankful for spontaneous "let's go to dinner" calls. I so needed it. To catch up. To laugh. O.k. who am I kidding--to really laugh.
I'm thankful for difficult conversations with friends. It puts things into perspective for me, and reminds me that friendships are a two-way street. Sometimes, I can do something about them, sometimes I can't. We all have to have journeys that are right for us--hopefully, at the intersections, we can manage the traffic.
I'm thankful for out-of-town friends that are a text or FB messenger contact away. Thankful for those friends who are states away that sense that something is going on and send me a text or give me call--to others that jump in their cars to share some face-to-face time. Either way, they provide laughs, reality checks, and sharing of this thing we call life.
There are times that I want a "significant other" to share life with, and there are times that I wonder why do I want that? Would it change my opportunity for times like this weekend. If so, ugh.
It's a journey--and a confusing one at that! Kind of goes along with this whole confusing Moesday!