Tammi's World

Just What I Needed

Yesterday wasn't a great day. Wasn't bad, but nothin' to dance the jig over. That's a couple in a row now, but you just can't let it get to you. Cause you never know when you're gonna be on the receiving end of something wonderful.

I had the best surprise last night.

I decided that I just had to stop working. I was tired. So very tired and kinda fussy. Not a good combo.

So at 6:00 I just stopped. Curled up in my chair with a new book and tried to tune out the world.

Out of the blue, for no good reason at all I remembered something I've been strugglin' with for the past two years. Now, this will sound strange but I have a friend, from when I lived in Florida, that I just have the worst time remembering her last name. And I lost her phone number back when I moved into The Little Blue Cracker House.

Well last night, in the middle of chapter 5, it came to me.

I immediately called information and got her number. I left a message on her voicemail with my numbers. Then I stored the number in my phones.

She called back just as I was calling it an early evening.

Just the sound of her laughter brought tears to my eyes. God, I've missed her.

She started out as my cleaning lady when I worked at Trop. She took such good care of me. I'd get home on Tuesday's and she'd have made me dinner and had some candles lit. Wine would be in the fridge chilling. The condo was spotless and just perfect. It was a JOY to come home to.

When she hit on hard times, and I got laid off from Trop it just seemed natural for her to move into my spare room. I'd never had a roommate, and well, she was old enough to be my Mom so I was a little nervous on how that was all gonna work.

We had a ball. There were never any issues. We respected each others privacy and enjoyed each other's company enough that it all just went smooth as silk.

And then I had to move. And then move again. And then move again.

We'd lost touch and I blame myself. I've always had to be the one to keep the communication lines open. In just about every "relationship" I've had. I know that is my lot in life. It just seems to be my role. But sometimes. Sometimes I just want to be the one that is reached out TO. Sometimes it's nice to know that someone thinks of ME.

Anyway - putting all that aside, and realizing pride is a stupid reason for anything, I'm just so glad I called.

We talked for hours. And laughed. And cried. I hated admitting that I'd been to Florida and hadn't tried to find her. But she forgave me, because that's just who she is.

It was such a gift. Exactly what I needed. She knows me soooo well. We've been through a lot together. It was almost like putting on a comfortable, worn pair of old jeans. She knew exactly how I reacted to situations we talked about before I even got to that part of the story. At one point, she even guessed what color I wore for a certain occassion. Yeah, she knows me well.

And still.....she loves me. Without conditions.

We all need that. No matter what we say.

Posted by Tammi at August 3, 2007 05:08 AM | TrackBack