I mentioned in this post that I attempted to read 50 Shades, but then decided I'd be better off scooping my eyes out with a plastic spoon.
And fact...this is much less about that
And that's where that post stops and this one begins. I had a long, drawn out monologue prepared for you that talked about friends gained, and friends lost. It lamented about my hollow shell of a self that I am currently experiencing, and ended in the realization of the last time I felt this way (January-ish) and what I did to get out of it (stop drinking). That's already on schedule for August. Everyone can now breathe a collective sigh of relief.
But what caused that entire post to be scrapped was my sister.
Earlier this evening, I made a phone call to a dear friend who I haven't spoken to in several long months...a friend who I may never speak to again. I was feeling low because that friend didn't answer my call.
And then my phone rang, and my sister called. Pretty much right at that moment. And the pic that came up when she called made me smile...a lot...
|Yes, her nickname is Handle. Don't judge.|
My Seezder called just because she thought she should.
Thank you God.
Not that I was going off the deep end or anything, but it was perfect...in so many ways.
Friends, have you received that call lately? That one single call that takes everything away? That makes you realize, yeah, things may be rough right now, but it's still going to be OK? If not, send me your number...I'll be your call. For real, promise.
Have an awesome day!