I have wonderful friends. Some of them here, some of them not here. I've got my GNO girls, my knitting girls, my sit in church girl. How did I get so lucky?
I have new friends, old friends, and friends that I've known since I was in preschool.
I have a friend who calls me for lunch every so often so we can keep each other sane - she soothes me about my non-work status and I about her work situation.
I have a friend who calls me every week or so - she doesn't live here, but she has half of my heart with her always. We try to stay connected, but it's been harder lately. I'll be better, promise.I've got a friend who is in trouble - it's been a tough year for her, but she just soldiers right on through all of it, knowing that it will eventually be OK. What an inspirtation!
So my problem is - all of these friends I have - every last one of them - has been so supportive of me and loves me right through it all. That's not the problem part. The problem is that I want to do something for all of them, and there is no way I can. There are not enough hours in the day, and it overwhelms me that I can't do something for each of them...
So I sit and think of what I can do with what I have and how I can return their kindnesses...
I'm hoping that they don't notice that I'm sure I get more out of our relationships than they do...if I could just do more. In the meantime, I'm going to just pray to God each night, thanking him for blessing me as he has, and hope that it continues.