Friday, January 9, 2009

Friends.

Well here it is January 8th. This last year brought a lot of changes for me, well hell, really all of us I imagine...but, well this blog is all about me so...back to ME! If someone told me a year ago I would be here I would have thought them crazy but here I am. Thinking back if it wasn't for some very dear friends practically putting me and all my crap in the truck I may not have made it. How do you begin to thank friends like that? I wanted so bad to be near my family here, and even though I often said it, I don't think it really hit me how much "family" my friends had become. I miss you all horribly and will forever be in your debt for all your help and kindness to me. Several friends have told me that I was the "glue that kept them all together...If so, I'm glad I left then. Glue is sticky and messy! And once you're stuck your stuck! Who wants that! If I come back to visit and hear you haven't gotten together since I left, I WILL be mad! Hello....pick up a phone, make a date, have a margarita for me and laugh! Ok, you can even tell a couple idiot Liz stories if you must.
Speaking of old friends, I had lunch with an old friend I went to kindergarten with I haven't seen in 35 years. She looked just the same just a bit older and came bouncing in the restaurant and ran up and gave me a big hug! She and her husband own the local Ace Hardware store. After many years of hard work, they are finally building their dream home, 5 bedroom & 5 baths (helps to own the hardware store) and for crying out loud they even have a terraced theater room in it. Their garage is a separate 3 room building with a loft and bath with shower with pillars out front. I asked if I could rent it for a studio! In their defense there is no theater in that town. ;-)
It was fun to reconnect and I now have a place to catch movies! LOL
Recently I had the honor to meet a single mom with a chubby 13 year old boy (Who looked like he was straight out of Spielburg central casting) who used to live in Orange and was running away from an abusive mate and had moved up here a couple of months ago. They had been staying in a women's shelter and she was looking at the apartment upstairs to rent which is how our paths crossed. I was on my way out the door when my friend Paul let her in to check out my apartment since the door upstairs was locked. I chatted a bit then went on my way and frankly forgot about her. A couple of weeks before Christmas she stopped by to say hello and said she and her son had hitchhiked (People still do that?) to Grants Pass (2hrs from here) to buy a used truck as her car had broken down and was too expensive for her to fix. It was actually a pretty great truck for only $450 and she was happy but said the the construction company she had been working for just laid her off. So she was job hunting. I told her I would spread the word and printed out the local paper ads for her but...not sure how to help. Frankly I was torn. I wanted to be nice but part of me selfishly & honestly thought, "oh crap", I don't want to know this!!! I have my own struggles. But I couldn't get her and her kid out of my head. In spite of her hardships she and her son had such great positive attitudes. I don't know in their situation how I would have been. As tight as money has been for me at times I have never been in that situation and know that I have family and friends that would help so really never would be. They, I later found out only had each other. I mentioned that when I got some extra money together maybe I could hire her to help me finish painting my apartment. She said that would be great and to let her know. I kept thinking about them through Christmas and while I was busy with work & my family, knew in that their Christmas wouldn't be so great. I was praying she had found work and she would be ok. The day before New Years she called and asked if I was ready to have her paint and I told her I just couldn't afford it yet. I had just paid my bills and credit cards and didn't have any money left. She then also asked if I knew any one that could use a $10 bus pass as she wanted to sell it for gas. I said no and we hung up. I then called her back and made plans the meet them for lunch New Years Day. I then went to the store and bought a couple of Visa and gas gift cards with one of the credit cards I had just paid off and proceeded to meet for lunch. Lunch was great and I really enjoyed their company. Josh, her son is a smart, funny, brilliant kid and I found myself feeling so bad he wasn't getting the education he should have. But then again maybe he is. He is cream and cream always rises. After dinner I gave them the gift cards and ran off. It wasn't much but I figured it would give them some groceries and gas. I left thinking it was my best New Years - probably their worst. Day before yesterday she called again and said they were going to Reno as she though she would have a better chance of finding work there. She wanted to stop and say goodbye. They came by around 8pm and were going to drive all night and had everything they owned in that truck. She thanked me again, we hugged, I gave her a couple of energy drinks for the road and off in the cold dark night they went. Off to my warm bed with my cat, in my warm flannel "Linda jammies" I went. She called last night to say they made it safely. I will pray for her. Her name is Andrea and her son's name is Josh. She is strong and good and has much faith. If you find it in your heart to pray for them... I know so many are in, or going to be in the same boat but them I don't know. Her I do. Frankly, that kind of poor scares me. The thought of having no one, scares me. To have to worry about taking care of yourself and your kid with no money would scare me to death. I am so blessed. I am so spoiled. My friends and family make me feel safe & rich. I know what that truly means. I want that for her. I have friends from all walks of life, rich, poor, simple, complicated, happy, single, married, young and old.
I am alone but because of all of you, never have felt lonely or alone. I love you all.
January 8, 2009