Posted by This past Thursday I got home and was faced with the prospect of 2 hours to kill with no K around. Washing and loading the dishwasher my mind went places I wished it did not. I had a couple of voice mails blinking on the phone. One was from our neighbor wondering if she could stop by for a bit after dinner. I said yes and went back to the dark thoughts that circled around in my head.
Winding down after a rather long day, K and I settled into the rather cold couches in our living room overlooking the cul-de-sac watching for guests. Soon enough they rang the bell. What followed was about an hour of good conversation. As they left I switched the lights off and examined the slim bound book we got as a gift.
The next morning digging into some delicious apple cake for breakfast, I read it cover to cover. It was one of those books that I know I will be buying copies of either to lend or gift to others. It came at a time when I am unsure of the path I am on. Not that it helped me figure out what I wanted to do but it sure cheers me on no matter where I am headed. It’s amazing how little things speak volumes. I will treasure this book for what it means. The lessons it will offer me for the years to come. More importantly as a reminder of how to be there for a friend gracefully. Without words, without sympathy, without apology.
That book is a gem Laksh. One of the things I reach out to when my spirits need a lift!
I agree! Sometimes these ‘lil people’ books are so chock full of meaning.