please sit on this bench with us a moment,
while we tell you about a plan, well, not a plan, but, oh heck, just sit down ...
kath
and i were having yet another one of our endless talks about ourselves.
we bounce back and forth between each other all the time, needy and
needier. this last conversation, i was needier. problem is, we are
both not so good at taking our own advice. hopefully you are not
nodding your head because you understand all too well what i mean by
that!!
years ago i found this little smurf on the road in front of a starbucks. he hung from a chain of paperclips on my desk lamp way back when kath and i worked together. i left that job and kath kept him on her desk. she left that job and years later found him in a box and gave my smurf back to me and he sits again on my desk.
our conversation took place during kath's lunch hour yesterday, i phoned her at noon and we hung up at one, squeezing every second out of that rare time where we can be uninterrupted. while she munched
her salad in my ear, i bent hers about the state of the union. when she was
finished eating, we talked back and forth about how we feel, what we wish for,
what we wish we could change and the whole conversation was peppered with, “i
know!” “me too!” “i get like that and it makes me so disappointed in myself”
“i hate when that happens” “i love you”. "i miss baby smurf." and laughter, always with the
laughter. but you know us, we never really reached any conclusions, we didn’t
actually come up with a plan, we just had a heck of a good talk. so, no plan.
i almost cropped the photo, to take out the crystal shining ever so brightly in the face of the smurf. but the more i looked at the photo the more i felt it was like the light at the end of the tunnel. and then i had an idea, not a plan, but an idea, i would be like my little smurf taking baby steps towards the light at the end of the tunnel.
baby steps, indeed,
one tiny thing at a time.
that's where i am right now.
have a great weekend all you smurfs and smurfettes.
xo margie
