FRIENDSHIPS in Postcards 4

Old friends Mage and Katy taking a moment to talk in the middle of a giant field.

I still have some wonderful friends, but I sadly note that many have died. Not a happy topic. So I have resolutely been attempting to make new friends. Perhaps clumsily. Life is whole with friends.

I move slowly now. Last night at the Sports Arena I almost crawled to the nosebleed seats. Yes a handrail would have been handy. One dear lady climbed over a few seats to talk for a moment, and I so appreciated that. Could I ever do that? I don’t remember. But I do know that I need to metaphorically climb those seats to let new people into my life.

The busy mother of two kids, supporting causes, going to college full time and with two jobs made friends easily. Now retired and living with a man who likes being alone has turned me into a woman who accepts aloneness. I still have some wonderful close friends. Unfortunately they live in Timbuktu or BFE Ontario. The photo wall by my computer has way too many pictures of dear local friends and family. The friends aren’t with us anymore.

I’ve made acquaintance’s at work or other places. Most are younger than I. Sometimes despite the continuing good fight, I feel discouraged.

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• Himself: Posting new photos of the trip today.


• Herself: It was suggested that I link to Facebook so you can see other black and white photos that I share.


• Reading: Something I picked up at the shop. Priced and got half the Christmas Books out. The Wednesday work crew was all together after their travels.


• Captain Poolie: Saw her Tuesday and she was very ill. Seems livelier today.


• Gratitude’s: That I was able to go to the game and hug a very fragile Jeff.