This has been on of the most curious weeks ever. Something tells me I should not even be writing this post...
I tried to come here on Thursday, and in the middle of typing my keyboard stopped working.
Weird.
I got another one.
Then, I tried posting Friday, and my mouse stopped working, right in the middle of a thought.
Weird.
The mouse and keyboard were a set - so maybe they needed each other to keep working?
I have no clue - the good news?
I can now type and mouse again.
:)
But now I feel like, maybe the tale I was going to tell, was something I wasn't supposed to type.
Maybe it was a sign?
Okay, maybe not.
I was busier than ever this week because I was having some visitors and I wanted to have a spotless house. Plus, I got wrapped up in a new painting. Yes a new one, never-mind that I have others to complete :)
I did a deep clean in our abode, you know, nooks and crannies and carpets/rugs and everything.
It now feels light and fresh in our world.
I love when it is time to wash winter away, fresh starts and all.
Life is coming up everywhere.
White blooms on the plum and apricot trees.
Pink on the peach tree...
And swirled pink and white blossoms on the quince tree.
In the midst of my cleaning shenanigans, my brain was thinking thinking thinking.
On one particularly beautiful afternoon, I thought about someone I had not thought about in a long time. 5 years or so.
Thoughts about an old friend swirled around me.
Sometimes really good friendships come to an end.
They just do.
And, I am okay with that.
People drift apart, or one has complexities that the other one can't understand - and so slowly, what was once the greatest friendship, full of stories and secrets and laughs, comes to and end.
I never really mind this sort of thing, as I know, it happens sometimes.
Maybe it is because in my early 20's, that whole relationship fiasco - which made me get a grip fast, taught me to see the beauty, even in saying good-bye.
Anyhow, I was thinking about this friend while dusting my secretary bookcase.
There was a lovely cool breeze that wafted around, and I thought about her with the most kindness and pleasantness ever. I thought about how she would LOVE Miles (Matty might scare her). And how, she would be soooo beyond amazed at how much my life has changed since her and I were bashing around town, shopping and wining and dining.
She always talked about selling everything and moving to Barcelona.
One thing she and I spoke often about, was a friend of hers which she had lost in the late eighties or so. She loved him so much, and they were beyond close. He was her biggest supporter and all around best friend. He left a huge void in her life, when he died. That kind of sad deep void that can never be filled.
She kept his cat.
But years later when the cat died, losing the cat, was like losing her friend all over again.
So, we would often talk about this.
One day I was talking to her about a new Tori Amos album, she was not a fan as I am, but she loved this one song (posted at the end) that I played for her.
It reminded her so much of her friend she had lost.
She was speechless, and looked at me with the saddest face I have ever seen.
Then...
We both sat in my car, and I sobbed with her.
I almost found myself missing her friend for her.
Isn't that funny, when that happens?
Anyhow - I had this lovely memory of my old friend, and then went on cleaning.
Content with my day.
Isn't it nice, when you have forgotten all the difficult reasons why you lost contact with someone? And even though you don't want to go back, you have made peace with that person in your own heart?
I love that point.
Anyhow, a couple days later I was dusting my rocks, when I found out that -
Quite possibly, on the very day I had been thinking about my old friend...
Her time had come.
She had crossed over to a better place.
In my deepest heart of hearts, I know that she has refound her bestest friend who she lost all those years ago, and that they two are sitting somewhere, under a big blooming tree -
No care in the world.
Just happiness, and peace.
♥
(the song I spoke of above)
On Saturday, I awoke to find a massive grey and white owl sitting on a wooden post in my garden, just starring at me, for a good while.
Curious, odd, interesting, feeling, deep, beautiful little week.
Love, V
ps: Looking for the most fulfilling warm, softer than angel wings hug in the whole world? Looking to have your heart stolen for keeps? Looking for the bestest snuggler in the county?
Okay, here you go...