I have been Quarantined for about a week now. My son is sick and so that means I have been in the house, stuck. I have cleaned, oh yes, I have cleaned. My poor daughter is feeling it too. But today no more! I will venture out in the truck and drop off library books. I will deposit money! Ok, so not the grande outing I would like but hey it’s better than sitting here and cleaning….again.
So as I have been at home, I have had a lot of time with my thoughts, which can be very good or just really depressing. I have contemplated friendship, the lines of it and boundaries that are placed on it. Reflecting on past and current relationships where the honesty has torn and has also brought us closer, I realize how precious and fragile friendship can be.
True friendship demands honesty and sometimes that can hurt both the listener and yourself. But without the honesty, friendship has no legs to stand on so to speak. I have grieved in times past to be so forthright with a friend over something that I knew was important and had to be said, because there was always the chance that I would lose that person in my life. But as with everything in life, you have to hold it with an open hand and be happy if it stays and treasure the best if it doesn’t.
I do not look forward to these moments in time. Ultimately it sucks. It’s like teetering on a tightrope. Your honesty can bring you a better, closer more intimate relationship with a person or it can ultimately drive them away. You have to choose your battle though. Is what I have to say worth the brutal truth or is this just a hang-up of my own. Other times the circumstance dictates what has to be done. And it is the circumstance that is the worst.
There is no real rhyme or reason to this blog. It is merely thoughts that have been bouncing endlessly in my mind over the past week while I have been stuck in the house….
If I have another week of quarantine you might find me at a typewriter with the words “All Work and No Play, Make Jack a Dull Boy” typed with no spacing or punctuation. If
I start quoting “The Shining”, back away slowly…..Wait I just did that didn’t I?
Back-Away-S-L-O-W-L-Y. . . . . .