Tuesday, September 20
Yesterday I got this card from my friend Andrea in the mail. It wasn't for any occasion, just a note about life. In fact, I have to send her one since it's her birthday next week. We had a garage sale a few weeks ago to get rid of stuff and since we dragged everything out, before we put some back I was compelled to actually sort my box of stuff. "MY" box of stuff. When I first moved out of my house I just put everything in my room in a box . So when I say 'stuff' that can be pretty much anything and everything; cards, pictures, cds, address books, diaries, university papers, projects, yearbooks, books, notes; which now includes cards from our wedding and my kids' birthdays. As I sorted through what I wanted to keep and what wasn't important.. an ability I don't think I had until I was at least 25, and I read through a bunch of the random cards Andrea would send me but I'd forgotten about. It made me realize that I might not have ever told her that I've always appreciated what a fantastic friend and truly thoughtful person she is. So I sent her a note saying so.
I suppose I used to like the idea of the people who matter in your life the most just knowing how you felt; and now I realize that was probably really easy for me to think that way since I totally ignored the fact that people woud tell me how they felt all the time. It is a luxury in life to always know where you stand with someone, especially ever since you were 12, and it's all about things like this.
It was exactly what I needed.