Sunday, February 17, 2008

All the Lonely People

The Beatles sang about "All the Lonely People" a long time ago. One can see lonely people everywhere these days. They're all talking on cell phones. Seems like we don't have time to be together with others, physically, but we desperately crave a connection with someone else. A friend chided me once about my cell phone. She said, "why do you even have a cell phone if you aren't going to turn it on?" My answer was that the phone was for my convenience, not for others'. I turn it on when I think I need to: to make a call, or to be available for my daughter. I was in Barnes & Noble's coffee shop one afternoon, and observed two women sitting at a table together, both talking on their cell phones. Seems to me that is a lovely way to insult a companion. "Sorry, the person on the phone is so much more important to me than you are. You can wait while I finish this conversation."

That brings up a pet peeve: when I am standing in line at a counter, and the clerk answers the ringing phone and makes me wait. Since when is the phone more inportant to a clerk than the living person who is next in line? Technology is reducing us to nothingness.

I belong to a number of groups on Yahoo! I find they help to fill some moments in my days. I want to be connected with others. Granted, I could get up on Sunday and go to church, but I don't. I don't like talking on the phone, either. The tv is always on in my house. The sound of it helps to mask the emptiness of the place.

People far away hear/read stories of my grandchildren, and I pretend they care as much as I do. I long for a companion who will be interested in what I want to say. Through two failed marriages, I felt lonelier, married, than I do now.

Friday, February 15, 2008

I have found this to be true:

Ladies in My Circle Pass this on, to your Ladies circle.

When I was little, I used to believe in
the concept of one best friend,
And then I started to become a

And then I found out that if you
allow your heart to open up,
God would show you
the best in many friends.

One friend is needed when you're going
through things with your man.
Another friend is needed when you're going
through things with your mom.

Another will sit beside you in the bleachers as you
delight in your children and their activities.
Another when you want to shop, share, heal, hurt,
joke, or just be.

One friend will say, 'Let's cry together,'
Another , 'Let's fight together,'
Another , 'Let's walk away together.'

One friend will meet your spiritual need,
Another your shoe fetish,
Another your love for movies,

Another will be with you in your season of confusion,
Another will be your clarifier,
Another the wind beneath your wings.

But whatever their assignment in your life,
On whatever the occasion,
On whatever the day,
Or wherever you need them to
meet you with their gym shoes on and hair pulled back,

Or to hold you back from making a complete fool
of yourself .
Those are your best friends.

It may all be wrapped up in one woman,
But for many, it's wrapped up in several..

One from 7th grade,
One from high school,
Several from the college years,

a couple from old jobs,
On some days your mother,
On some days your neighbor,

On others, your sisters,
And on some days, your daughters.

So whether they've been your friend
for 20 minutes or 20 years,


Pass this on to the women that God has
placed in your life
To make a difference.

"If you believe, you will receive whatever you ask for in prayer."
- Matthew 21:22

Wednesday, February 13, 2008

The Conversation

Me: Where are your socks?
Him: I'm not wearing any socks.
Me: I see that. Didn't you have socks on when you got here?
Him: What?
Me: When I picked you up, weren't you wearing socks with your shoes?
Him: When you picked me up?
Me: Yes. Didn't you have socks on then?
Him: When?
Me: When I went to your house and picked you up.
Him: What?
Me: Where are your socks?
Him: Where are my socks?
Me: Yes, where are they?
Him: I'm not wearing any socks.
Me: I see that. Did you take them off?
Him: What?

This is a conversation Jack and I had a couple of days ago.

Also, What was in dere, Yaya?
Me: That was donuts.
Him: I want a donut.
Me: I bet you do. You love donuts. But they're all gone.
Him: I want you to go to the store and buy some donuts. And den you will say, "Do you want a donut, Jack?" And I will say, "Yes."

It's a small thing, to think I could carry on a logical conversation with a four-year-old.