Kindness of Strangers . . . or Newly Made Friends
July 22, 2011
Tonight my girls and I are going away and attempting life "off the grid". After a month of melancholy dealing with heartbreak from the love, and tumultuous issues with the father of my girls, I am looking forward to disappearing. We will be in the country side of Tuscany at a friend's house where we will hopefully take in the simplicity of moments.
Yesterday I started weeping. The emotion didn't come from something you'd expect, but from the sweetness of humanity. Sometimes the surprise of seeing the glimmer of goodness can take your breath away and break you down. I was standing in my friend's kitchen telling two somewhat new friends about how I was trying to figure out a way to get to the airport when they both offered to take me. I know it may seem silly, but the simple offer from these two caught me off guard, and I just started weeping like a little child. I realized later that sometimes we are so conditioned to survive and get through the day, that we don't even consider the magic in our lives. I'm shocked that the idea of asking a friend for a ride had never even entered my consciousness. I now get that swinging too much to the other side of independence and self reliance can shut down your heart. I don't want to become so isolated and self sufficient that I lose the magic of connection and new bonds.
I'm sorry but there are no new roses this week. Life has been a little overwhelming, but I am on to some amazing discoveries for later this month. Until then I hope you keep your hearts open and offer rides to the airport . . .