Friends

There is an email that is circulating. One of those, "foward this if you want, delete if you don't,"types. It talks about friends. I have seen it many times. There are categories of friends, those for a moment, those for a short time and those for a lifetime. (I may have the terms wrong, but you get the idea.) I find that there are aquaintences, friends, and super friends. Those are my categories. I enjoy people's company, I talk to them at the bus stop (although, I do have a friend at the busstop, I also have aquaintences) say hello in the supermarket, say hello in a resturaunt or another type of store. I have friends, those whom I am comfortable enough to sit and have a beer with or a soda, those whom I have no problem seeing my rug with dirt tracked on it etc. I have super friends. Those are the friends who have seen me cry, laugh and yes, sorry for this one, vomit. They are the friends whom I have known for the better part of my life. They are the people whom I would jump off of a bridge for, they are the ones that I consider closer than family at times. I hope that they feel that way too. I think that they do. They were there for me when Scott got sick, right along side my sister and her husband. They were my life line, Lisa was the one who was calling the house at least once a week, asking if she could come over to cook dinner, to do laundry or ANYTHING that was necessary. Maria was there in the distance, she doesn't live near us, so she was emailing and calling, wanted to know his treatment plan(she is an MD) wanting to know what I was doing to be ok. Jon was there in the distance, he is a little more removed from us, but still there, I do know, however, that he would have been in my livingroom if it was necessary. He met me for a walk in Manhattan when Scott was harvesting stem cells, just to get me out of there for a while. That made the day a little easier. Jon was the one who told Scott, on my wedding day, "Take good care of her, we break legs." I believe he would "break legs" if things were that serious. I believe that Debbie, Lisa, Jon, Roseanne, Maria, they all would "break legs" if that was what it took. Like I said before, I would too. If they need me a phone call is all it takes. They are my comfort zone.

Now, I have other friends, who are important in my life too. I have my blog friends, who listened to me cry and scream throughout my husband's illness. Who make me laugh with their posts, and made me cry with their kindness and thoghts and prayers. You guys are also a lifeline, you guys are up there with my superfriends. I have the folks who are parents of players on Daniel's ballteam. We are more than a team, we are a solid group of people who support one another through thick and thin. Last night solidified that too. We met at a local APPLEBEE'S for drinks, for Robin's birthday. She spent her special day on the baseball field, a latenighter too. So the open invitation came form her husband, the manager of the team. She was so happy to see everyone who came, she was cute. It wasn't a large turnout, us, and two other couples, and a Mom who is good friends with her and coincidently with me, we arrived late, Scott had a few things to do, one being mowing my mother's lawn, and he needed to shower after a long day. We didn't stay long, we were home by 1030. It was nice to sit and talk and enjoy each other's company. We got to know a "new" family to the team. I am glad that we were there, we were able to see them outside of the Mom amd Dad mode, to talk to them about general stuff, about things other than who hit that ball and who is on the field. We laughed and giggled(us ladies anyhow.)

I guess my point in this post is that we need other people in our lives. We weren't designed to be single islands. Friends, no matter what form, are the ebb and flow of life. Couples need couple friends, men need their "boys," women need their girlfriends, and the cycle is complete. We have each other (those of us in relationships, marriages etc,) but outside of our intimate relationships, we need each other, the old Striesand song, "People who need People" fits here. Peple do need people. It is the source of being human. Ok, can't go on, am getting boring....