Friday, February 22, 2013

Renovating old friendships

She reminds me of my friend Teresa. I found this painting by Alexander Hodyukov on FaceBook today

Friday afternoon 2/22/13

The blue sky just returned altho dotted with clouds and cloud banks to the west and to the south. 

Got back under the covers after putting up my coffee and serving the kitties their cat food.
When I got up again to go to 'puter I added 3 more long sleeved tops on top of my sweater, plus another skirt under my skirt.
Now I see there is sunshine all over my backyard so it may not be so very cold out there.
But I am enjoying my indoor day. Yesterday had so much activity in it for me and was so much the opposite of the life I have been leading for past 6 weeks, that even tho I loved it all, and it was all so enjoyable, and FUN.  (I forgot all about fun, I haven't had any in ages.)
It was all such a change, that I woke up this morning deciding to spend today resting up from it.
One thing which was different about yesterday is in the afternoon my high school boyfriend called me back. Daniel was my boyfriend all thru high school and we stayed friends till 1998, when we had fight on the phone and have been out of touch all this time.
So it was absolute bliss for me to have long conversation with him yesterday, he called while I was lounging in the yard.
He is the first guy since Bill left that I have had long interesting conversation with.
Jim has no interests, just football
And if I talk about myself, or my ideas, or my perception, he tunes me out.
Altho it was nice updating Daniel about my life, he knows my whole family. My favorite part was really him sharing all his perceptions about things with me.
He has so many interests, and they all happen to be interests I share.
O the joy of an interesting conversation, and with someone you are close to and know so well and knows you so well.
Of course he doesn't know who I am now
but that is OK
I realized when I woke up this morning that I have been wanting new relationships in my life.
And I realized I don't have to meet new people, instead I can have brand new relationships with my old friends.
Get to know who they are now, and get to know them so much better. I really do want to get to know them.
And in the evening to my surprise my friend Teresa called me back.
When Arlene said her car was sideswiped on January 16, I said "that is my friend Teresa's birthday but even tho she moved to Tucson I never see her, she has no car and does not wake up till late afternoon, she is night owl."
But because of that email I realized I can call Teresa on the phone in the evenings. She is not on email.
When I long so much for a phone conversation with a girlfriend, I am now down to only 2 girlfriends who return my phone calls, the rest got busy with their life and forgot about me.
Even tho I appreciate it very much when my 2 friends do call, they are busy, and it is rare.
So it seemed like a wonderful idea that I can call my friend Teresa, we can talk on the phone.
I left a message two evenings ago, "would you like a chit chat."
And yesterday evening she called me back.
She immediately launched into the minutiae of her life, she likes unburdening herself.
None of it interested me, her drama that she has to pay so much for her bottled water now etc.
But I was completely happy hearing her go on and on, because I felt all thru it how much my heart loves her.
I really am closer to her than to anyone in my own family, it is like being with a sister (altho I never had a sister). My love for her is so simple and complete
So I was content
But then she made a booboo. It's not her fault. She loves me as much as I love her, and she says she is concerned about me living alone without Bill and my dog.
And my back door and back windows open all the time.
And she began to scare me.
I couldn't stand it, and I thought maybe calling her was big mistake.
I interrupted her and said “I am not into fear.”
But she wasn't ready to let it go.
I tried to respond rationally 2 or 3 times but finally I got her to stop, or she realized she was upsetting me.
She really is a sensitive, perceptive, loving girl.
It's not her fault that she sees the world the way the world sees the world.
And then to my huge surprise she said “I love your writing.”
I practically fell over with joy.
Each time I write a new book I have Jim drive me to her mailbox so I can put it in.
But she has never read them, she is too busy.
She says she only likes to read to gain information.
But last night she said whenever my new book arrives she does read a few pages in it.
I was overwhelmed with joy when she said “I love your writing.”
And then she said she loved the birthday card I gave her. Her birthday was last month and I no longer have old birthday cards around, so I had Jim stop at Petsmart so I could buy one for her on her birthday last month.
I asked the guy who worked there to suggest one he likes
He said he likes the funny ones.
I had always given Teresa schmaltzy ones, she is my best friend.
It seemed so daring to give Teresa that funny one about the dog, altho she has always had a dog.
I asked the check out girl if she thinks my friend will like it, she said “yes.”
I showed it to Jim in the car, “will she like it?”
He said “yes.”
And Teresa told me last evening she loved it. It made her laugh all day. It brought joy to her birthday. It made it a wonderful birthday.
I was so very very happy to hear this, music to my ears.
And this morning I had the same thought about Teresa that I had about Daniel.
Instead of hoping I will meet new people so I can have more friends, maybe I can renovate these old friendships.
Get a chance to have a brand new friendship with both these old friends.
Teresa is a good girl, gradually she will notice what upsets me and what makes me happy, and move in that direction.
And I may have a chance to get to know her at a deeper level too. She is actually a brilliant woman, but she is obsessed with health matters, a topic which interests me not at all.
But gradually I may learn how to move her into topics which interest me.
So when I woke up this morning I thought “maybe yesterday was a turning point in my life.”
I love you
Annie

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