Well, my week ended on a pretty quiet note. After the good health news - and strange isn't it, that finding esophageal damage and getting new meds could be considered "good" news - the week went out with barely a whimper.
This - is not a bad thing.
The weepiness is still there, lurking in the shadows, threatening me in the background. Last night I worked on my journal for my class and was able to excise a little bit of emotional baggage.
There is just so much more locked deep inside of me waiting for the right combination of stimulii to be released. I started this class as a curiousity; something to pass the time during the winter and perhaps learn a thing or 2 about myself.
I never envisioned it being the emotional release that it's been; it's kind of a search-and-rescue operation in my soul.
Sweet freedom whispered in my ear
You're a butterfly
And butterflies are free to fly
Fly away, high away, bye bye
Today is all about an old friend. Angela and I have known each other since we were 12 years old - 2 awkward girls dancing and singing to Elton John songs in her basement. Fooling around with her mom's Avon make-up and hanging out at the beach together.
We've been trying for months to get together but have been stymied by health issues and weather. After 2 recent aborted attempts today, we finally connect for an afternoon of food and conversation. As we have done for years, we'll simply pick up where we left off and continue the joys of our friendship.
So today's music is a tribute to that long and happy friendship. Angela and I really did come-of-age together. Working our way thru adolescent issues we were always there for each other. Her family moved to Chicago when we were 15 but our connection never waivered. We kept in touch thru phone calls and letters. We saw each other during the summers when Angela would come back to New England to spend time with her dad.
We've known each other for nearly 40 years and even though some of our separations were 10 or more years, it's just amazing how that random connection we made the first week of 7th grade has turned into a lifelong friendship.
The rest of the weekend should pass quietly. Tomorrow we have no plans and we hope to keep it that way.