This past weekend was Labor Day and I had the good fortune to spend some time with some really good friends that I see maybe twice a year. We went and saw Rush Hour 3 abd then went out to dinner so we could chat for awhile. I realized as we sat there how blessed I am. One of these individuals is thousands of miles away and when he heard of the trials I had been enduring over the past year he immediately called to see how I was. There was no thought as to how this gesture might be construed, he was just a truly concerned friend.
This thought pattern came full circle when our other friend who was there made the comment that I was "being very silly and laughing a lot" today. I easily responded "You make me happy and give me a reason to laugh" I immediately thought to myself
'oh maybe I shouldn't have said that it'll be taken the wrong way and cause an awkwardness."
Later in the weekend events occurred that brought clarity to this thinking..
On Sunday my grandmother got a call from my cousin Nathan in Maryland, he was shipping out Monday for 9 months in Iraq. No one in my family had second thoughts as to whether or not they should tell Nathan and his family how much they support and love him. Yet there are people in our lives that have been there through our personal battles and at least I find myself struggling with how much to tell them I appreciate their presence and their ability to see me for me and accept me anyway.
Whether you know a soldier or just a friend who has meant a lot to you I encourage you to tell them what they mean to you!
AND DON't FORGET TO DO LOTS OF LAUGHING!
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