I have a really lovely friend, Chris at His Unfinished work, you know. Well, I sincerely hope you DO know her. And if you don't, now would be a great time to pop over to visit her and get to know her.
She is funny, strong, open, and just a delight. And she is coping with the aftermath and rehabilitation her mother is going through as a consequence of a stroke. She has started another blog too, Post stroke to diarise her journey as she and her sister help her Mum through rehab. Not easy. Not easy in any sense of the world. Especially as Chris also has her own family and her work not to mention all the other parts of her life which all need her as well. The link is in her sidebar.
So where was I??? Oh yes. There I was reclining on the couch with icepack in place, and a heated wheat bag on the toes - don't ask - entertaining my friend's husband who had brought all the beads I am stringing for their daughter's wedding next Saturday....I don't think I mentioned that I am doing the decor?? From the couch?? For a wedding of 150 people? In a large hall? Which needs lots of decoration???? I may even string fairy lights around the crutch.
There I was, watching the tennis and chatting to Bob, making arrangements for him to climb round my attic as I clearly cannot, and all the things for the wedding are up there, and David walks in with the phone. Hey, Mum, it is some American on the phone for you. Hello I said? And there she was. Chris. She called ME!! I can't tell you what a wonderful surprise it was, and how much I loved the fact that we could chat so easily, as though we had known each other for years. We laughed, and talked about so many things, which only old friends could do. We knew so much about each other. No explanantions were needed.
So for 15 minutes, we chatted and laughed and had the best time. And there was Bob, looking rather bemused - I totally ignored him, because, you know, SOME AMERICAN was on the phone. My priorities were very straight. Clear. And at the end of the conversation, he was magnanimous about being ignored, and asked if I had been talking to an old friend. Oh yes, I said. Well - I have never actually MET her. He has never heard of blogs, my friends. He has no idea what he is missing. I think he thinks I am slightly odd. Weird.
But we all know I am not. The blessings I have received from blogging are wonderful. I wouldn't change it for the world. I love what I do here, and I love all the wonderful friends I have made. Today was good. Great. I spoke to a virtual friend in real life.
So go on over and say hi, people, and I know you will add her family to your prayer lists too. I am heading back to the couch. Still grinning.