Well, it finally caught up to me. I’m a terrible one for staying in touch. I’ve lived a few different places. I’m a great friend while there, but once I leave, I can’t seem to keep in touch.
Yesterday…I paid for that. I have a friend that was there when my first child was born. She and I were like sisters. We went over to their house most weeks after church and hung out. She has5 kids and taught me how to be a calm mom. How not to stress out. How to have fun with my kids. We lived near each other while our families were in the military. She’s the kind of friend that would do anything for you. I had a million questions with my first baby and she never laughed at me. I had no clue what I was doing. I talked to her while I was on bedrest with my youngest daughter and whined about how I wished she was there to help me.
We kept in contact every few weeks when they got transferred. Then…every few months. Then…years.
I haven’t talked to her for about 2-3 years. I have been thru 3 cell phones and needless to say, lost her number and had a new one myself so she couldn’t have called me.
And then yesterday. Ok…it’s late, but, better late than never right? I’m trying to mail out our Christmas letter. It’s been a while since we’ve done one. As I look in my address book, all of my addresses are outdated. So…I look on the internet to do some searching. As I enter her name in a search engine, I feel guilty for not keeping in better contact. Then, I see it. It’s her sons name with his obituary. Her second son had died two years ago by a drunk driver and I had no clue. Two years ago!!!
What a friend I am!! And now what to do? I have to write her and tell her I’m a schmuck! She is a very loving person and will say, “Oh Chelle, It’s ok! You’re a busy person!” But I don’t want to be off the hook that easy. I want to go back and do it over and fly down to help her with the arrangements and cry with her and be there for her like she was there for me. I want to be there to yell and scream with her about how it isn’t fair.
I guess we don’t get any do overs. All we get is now.
Trying to be a better friend,
Michelle