I didn't do a wrap up last week due to my horrible head cold. Although I'm not 100% yet, I'm pretty close, and over the last few days I've felt so much better. I think I'm finally saying goodbye to the head cold.
Being sick, especially when you have kids, isn't easy. But knowing there's light at the end of the tunnel makes it bearable. Not everyone has that. Whenever I'm sick myself, I'm reminded of those who are suffering a far more serious illness, and who may not necessarily hold out hope for a full recovery. A head cold in comparison? Meh.
That's called perspective, people. I am grateful for my health and wish anyone else unwell a speedy recovery.
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A couple of weekends ago, I was walking through my local shopping centre when I suddenly felt someone was looking at me. You know that feeling? Anyway, I looked up and saw an old friend walking towards me. She was looking straight at me. Just as I realised it was was her, she turned away, lifting her phone out of her handbag and busying herself with making a call. However, my brain at that stage had already sent an automatic message to say hello, and I did - just as she passed, head down. I knew, as the words came out, that she didn't want to stop and chat - quite obvious from her actions - but it was too late by then. I didn't look back to check if she had heard my greeting. Instead, I just walked on.
The last time I ran in to her (last December) she was quite stand-offish. I pushed on though with a conversation, and by the end of it, I felt she had relaxed and we were back to our normal rapport. I didn't know why she was that way at the time, but I put it down to a bad day for her or something. We talked about catching up in the new year (which we hadn't done yet), and the chance passing in the shopping centre the week before last was the first time I'd seen her since.
I have no idea why she would choose to purposely ignore me. Really, I don't. But you know what? I decided there's nothing I can do about it. I half thought of emailing her to ask why, but decided against it. Why bother? The message was clear, and I can't force someone to be my friend. Nothing could compare to losing another close friend which left me very confused and concerned for a long time before I finally accepted it (and in that case, I could at least speculate as to why the friendship ceased to be). Besides...I have too many good friends that I don't get to spend enough time with as it is. I've always said it's about the quality of the friendship that matters, not about any sense of loyalty you may feel toward a friendship due to the length of time you've known that person. Perhaps she thinks the same way.
Live and learn, hey?
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Of course, you realise how much all this stuff really doesn't matter when you hear about a terrible, very real loss.
Last Sunday, as I was picking up a copy of Kylie Ladd's new book, Last Summer - about an Aussie bloke who dies suddenly, leaving behind a wife, children and friends to mourn his loss - a mother from my sons' school was actually living the reality of that story line.
Her husband (in his late 30s) went out for a walk that morning, collapsed on a pathway and died (the cause of death is yet to be determined). He leaves his wife and four young sons behind - the eldest of which is in my 7yr old's same year at school (the youngest is just 1).
Her name is Claire. If you feel inclined to do so, a prayer or two for her and her sons would be much appreciated, I'm sure. I don't know Claire well - just to say hi to when walking to and from school - but I imagine if I could help her in any way right now, this is probably the best I can do. I know, from what my mother has taught me about loss from her own experience, that knowing people are thinking of you - whether you know them personally or not - helps, even if just a little bit.
On that note, I don't feel much like listing my posts this week. There were only a few, which you can check out on my sidebar if you like.
Now go give your loved ones a big cuddle, tell them you love them and enjoy your time with them. We never really now just how long we have with them, do we?