Tuesday, August 11, 2015
I'm being accused!
I'm being accused of becoming a recluse by my friend Virginia. Perhaps she's right! I don't go out much except to buy groceries at Publix or Winn Dixie.
Gotta eat don't I? We're in the afternoon rainy season and usually afternoons is when I tend to leave my house to go shopping.
But the truth of the matter is when I moved here I had more friends than I could handle. When I had a dinner party, I had to invite about l2 to 14 people....and that was with eliminating some hoping they wouldn't find out. I enjoyed having friends but now I know it's all in timing.
One of my favorite authors years ago Helen Van Slyke wrote:
As the years passed that number dwindled down .. and down .. and down.
Some passed on .. while others went to live in retirement homes where they get catered to.
Which, for me, narrowed my field down to nothing. I'm feeling the loss.
Younger people have moved into our community of 333 units, but they're all much younger, and who wants to be stuck with someone who could be their mother.
I understand the situation well. I still talk on the phone to a few friends, but the sad part of that is they've lost a good deal of memory.
So...I busy myself with my computer, books, my children, and TV.... and that keeps me pretty well satisfied.
I still consider myself very fortunate.....I'm living in a cute little villa...and I'm still alive! And this was written on friendship
He is your field which you sow with love and reap with thanksgiving.
And he is your board and your fireside.
For you come to him with your hunger, and you seek him for peace.
When your friend speaks his mind you fear not the "nay" in your own mind, nor do you withhold the "ay."
And when he is silent your heart ceases not to listen to his heart;
For without words, in friendship, all thoughts, all desires, all expectations are born and shared, with joy that is unacclaimed.
When you part from your friend, you grieve not;
For that which you love most in him may be clearer in his absence, as the mountain to the climber is clearer from the plain.
And let there be no purpose in friendship save the deepening of the spirit.
For love that seeks aught but the disclosure of its own mystery is not love but a net cast forth: and only the unprofitable is caught.
And let your best be for your friend.
If he must know the ebb of your tide, let him know its flood also.
For what is your friend that you should seek him with hours to kill?
Seek him always with hours to live.
For it is his to fill your need, but not your emptiness.
And in the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter, and sharing of pleasures.
For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is
Gotta eat don't I? We're in the afternoon rainy season and usually afternoons is when I tend to leave my house to go shopping.
But the truth of the matter is when I moved here I had more friends than I could handle. When I had a dinner party, I had to invite about l2 to 14 people....and that was with eliminating some hoping they wouldn't find out. I enjoyed having friends but now I know it's all in timing.
One of my favorite authors years ago Helen Van Slyke wrote:
As the years passed that number dwindled down .. and down .. and down.
Some passed on .. while others went to live in retirement homes where they get catered to.
Which, for me, narrowed my field down to nothing. I'm feeling the loss.
Younger people have moved into our community of 333 units, but they're all much younger, and who wants to be stuck with someone who could be their mother.
I understand the situation well. I still talk on the phone to a few friends, but the sad part of that is they've lost a good deal of memory.
So...I busy myself with my computer, books, my children, and TV.... and that keeps me pretty well satisfied.
I still consider myself very fortunate.....I'm living in a cute little villa...and I'm still alive! And this was written on friendship
On Friendship
Kahlil Gibran
Your friend is your needs answered.Kahlil Gibran
He is your field which you sow with love and reap with thanksgiving.
And he is your board and your fireside.
For you come to him with your hunger, and you seek him for peace.
When your friend speaks his mind you fear not the "nay" in your own mind, nor do you withhold the "ay."
And when he is silent your heart ceases not to listen to his heart;
For without words, in friendship, all thoughts, all desires, all expectations are born and shared, with joy that is unacclaimed.
When you part from your friend, you grieve not;
For that which you love most in him may be clearer in his absence, as the mountain to the climber is clearer from the plain.
And let there be no purpose in friendship save the deepening of the spirit.
For love that seeks aught but the disclosure of its own mystery is not love but a net cast forth: and only the unprofitable is caught.
And let your best be for your friend.
If he must know the ebb of your tide, let him know its flood also.
For what is your friend that you should seek him with hours to kill?
Seek him always with hours to live.
For it is his to fill your need, but not your emptiness.
And in the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter, and sharing of pleasures.
For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is
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