I went to the dealer today to pick up my now-healed truck.
"Hi Len. Come to pick up the truck?". I must come too often if she remembers my name.
"Yup. How're you doing?"
"Ohhh. Tired. And I still have to work two more hours yet."
And we commiserate for a bit.
Recently read blogs talk about being tired. We at home talk about being tired. And so I wondered what that was all about. And I think that all of this new-way-of-things wears you down. I think we need to find pieces of ourselves that aren't so tired, to help those that are. That's all I'll say about that.
This morning I received an email about my blogging. From a good friend. And it got me thinking all day about the gift of friends. A gift God gives us. And I wondered deep what it is that makes friends friends. That special "something" that doesn't happen with everyone we meet and get to know. And that lasts a lifetime. I wonder if it's just one of those mysteries that God wrote into our play that we will never quite understand but just marvel at.
Third thing...
It's been... what... six'ish years since we "made the big move". Good years, fraught with yearnings, looking back, and looking forward. And the truck lady helped me to see that even though we might miss our past, we're nibbling at making a future. Just saying...
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