The pop up on my smartphone was timely.
“Reach out to a friend” was the reminder from Google that I programmed a few months ago.
I work to keep in touch with my friends through notes, cards, emails, calls.
Sometimes, I call and invite someone over for an impromptu meal, glass of wine or coffee. I have given up on the idea of being the perfect hostess. I would rather be the perfect friend!
No saints here
While reaching out to others doesn’t qualify me for sainthood, I know that it matters to my friends when I remember them. I know that it means a lot to me when they reach out to me.
Reaching out and making a connection can ease my sadness over my daughter-in-law’s illness.*
Reaching out can make me feel useful in a world where many things seem to be going wrong.
Reaching out reaffirms that I am not the center of the universe. Others have lives worth celebrating and sorrows that I can help them bear.
Why the pop up was timely.
It prompted me to write a post about the benefits that I gain from reaching out to my friends. .
It reminded me that the people with whom I communicate through this blog are my friends too.
So, I am reaching out to you, wishing you well and thanking you for your support, advice, and caring.
This flower is for you.
My young daughter-in-law was given 6-12 months to live in May 2017. She is still alive 18 months later. Her life has changed dramatically. She no longer works. She is in treatment for her Stage 4 cancer almost all of the time. She has a devoted husband, family and friends who love her and support her. Best of all, she has a rip-roaring, rambunctious wonderful two-year old toddler who brightens all our days.