So…the weekend was pretty nice. Very “easy.” Not alot to do. No prior commitments. Just time to relax and time to hang out with sort of new people.
It’s funny…I have friends that I’ve known forEVER…okay, five years maybe…and I feel like I don’t know them anymore. I don’t know hardly anything about their families, pasts, or day-to-day lives. My friend M has been dating a girl for over a year and I still don’t know her last name. We don’t talk much. You know, everyone’s so busy with stuff (said in my best smug, whiny voice) that they decide (maybe even unconsciously) to disregard things and relationships that do not require immediate attention. And, sadly, I am the biggest culprit I know.
The really sad thing is I’m not that busy. Atleast not with things that can’t wait. And I have a sneaking suspicion that I’m not the only one who claims to be busy as hell, but still has time to sit around and watch Scrubs for an hour a day when I could be making an effort to call said forgotten friends and remind them that I am still alive and available for contacting.
And now, the moment you’ve all been waiting for, I get to the heart of this entry…I love to go see Eddie, LeeAnna, the kids and all the other four-legged family members and friends and what-have-you’s (I’m thinking of asking if I can move in…). They are wonderful people. They have a genuine interest in our lives and getting to know us. It’s very refreshing to meet people who don’t use the “I’m busy” excuse, even though they are very busy (and I don’t know how they stay that way with that damn porch). With children and full-time jobs and pet dogs and hunting dogs and horses and chickens and cats and kittens…geez, I’m tired just typing all that!! And they still make time to enjoy their friends’ company. Hmmm…now I have another suspicion. That maybe I could do that, too. Skip the “I’m busy” excuse. It’s no good anymore.
C and I don’t see Eddie and LeeAnna often (and that’s sad), but we still seem to pick up where we left off. LeeAnna listened to me bitch and moan for half an hour on Saturday before I think I even said hello! What a jerk I am…but she listened to me. And she wasn’t upset that I sort of unloaded on her. That makes me smile.
Life really comes down to relationships…good and bad. Although we’d all like to avoid the bad ones, they teach us. We know what NOT to do next time, what changes to make and what our own limits are as emotional beings. The good ones help us through life. They help us smile (and sometimes cry) and laugh (at others and ourselves) and create memories that will hopefully never be forgotten. I guess what I’m saying is that I want to try harder on other relationships in my life. Say to myself, “Pick up the damn phone and call your friends!” What do I have to lose? And as Ghandi said, “Be the change you wish to see.” And this one is easy…because it’s all about me!!
I can watch TV later. I can blog later. I can even (gasp) scrapbook later. Relationships matter more than ya think, so make them last. Live life. Make time. Smile more and definitely laugh more! When I’m on my way outta this world, I don’t want to say, “I’ve seen every episode of Scrubs 327 times.” I’m going to say, “I love my life and the people in it.” And hopefully I’ll have some friends there with me…I will be the change.
