It’s amazing what a little human contact can do. After having a terrible week at work, well half week, making a lovely trip to the ER, and being doctor ordered to take the rest of the week off I was in dire need of another pick me up.
Then I got it. Friday I received a voicemail from B, another friendly message.
We went out with A and his not-girlfriend…and of course drank more than my share of beer. Was hassled several times to share in a little drama that found its way to me, but decisively did not implicate any of those who had contributed to the drama…it is not my place to share…
Went home…finished off the Greek Pasta dish I made for dinner (yes, at 3:00 am) and talked with B for a few more hours. It is so wonderful to have that level of contact with another person. I wonder if it was that obvious that it was well over due. We fell asleep around 5:30 am; God Bless our poor souls.
Woke up Saturday morning thinking it couldn’t get any better than this, I really love the well worth time I get to spend with B…he puts things into such an amazing perspective…I don’t think he even knows it. I see B off before taking the munchkin on a walk, and then headed off to the barn to see Dart get a ride with a trainer…then got a quick lesson from the Ferrier.
On my way home from the barn I remembered that my dear friend B (We’ll call him by his nickname, Coop) had left me a voicemail the afternoon, right as my phone battery committed suicide.
The Coopers had welcomed their baby girl into the world midday Friday! Then, as if it couldn’t get any better, they asked me to come see her at the hospital. Me! They invited Mrs. Coop’s parents, and ME!!
I quickly ran home and cleaned up then headed over to the hospital. She was so BEAUTIFUL!! She was perfectly pink and soft, with the sweetest little fingers, and lots of gorgeous brown hair. It was all too much for me.
I started sobbing. It was all just too much joy to hold in…
What an amazing weekend…full of the most wonderful kind of human contact. It was absolutely what the Doctor ordered.
Then I got it. Friday I received a voicemail from B, another friendly message.
We went out with A and his not-girlfriend…and of course drank more than my share of beer. Was hassled several times to share in a little drama that found its way to me, but decisively did not implicate any of those who had contributed to the drama…it is not my place to share…
Went home…finished off the Greek Pasta dish I made for dinner (yes, at 3:00 am) and talked with B for a few more hours. It is so wonderful to have that level of contact with another person. I wonder if it was that obvious that it was well over due. We fell asleep around 5:30 am; God Bless our poor souls.
Woke up Saturday morning thinking it couldn’t get any better than this, I really love the well worth time I get to spend with B…he puts things into such an amazing perspective…I don’t think he even knows it. I see B off before taking the munchkin on a walk, and then headed off to the barn to see Dart get a ride with a trainer…then got a quick lesson from the Ferrier.
On my way home from the barn I remembered that my dear friend B (We’ll call him by his nickname, Coop) had left me a voicemail the afternoon, right as my phone battery committed suicide.
The Coopers had welcomed their baby girl into the world midday Friday! Then, as if it couldn’t get any better, they asked me to come see her at the hospital. Me! They invited Mrs. Coop’s parents, and ME!!
I quickly ran home and cleaned up then headed over to the hospital. She was so BEAUTIFUL!! She was perfectly pink and soft, with the sweetest little fingers, and lots of gorgeous brown hair. It was all too much for me.
I started sobbing. It was all just too much joy to hold in…
What an amazing weekend…full of the most wonderful kind of human contact. It was absolutely what the Doctor ordered.
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You look really good holding her. I can't wait to see you holding your own Hun! - RM
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