Healing of the Heart, Healing of the Soul, Comfort in "The Familiar."

Today is Friday. I said this in a previous blog that it's funny...when I type words like "friend," "Friday," etc. I end up typing "Frieda." I guess that's odd, but that also is the power of the mind.
Today I didn't visit Frieda. I had things that needed to be done at home and some personal things that needed to be taken care of that have been neglected for a long time now. Geordie hasn't had a ride in quite a while, so he was thrilled to jump in the back of the car and head out anywhere. He's my number one co-pilot and a great one at that! We bark, sing, howl and have a great time in the car together.
I had a good long talk with Renee Smith at Town and Country. It was good to be in town and among what is familiar to me. I also stopped by the paper for a bit to have some time with Karen, Terry and Kathy. It felt odd, yet it felt comforting as well.
I have always felt so at home there. It was strange not seeing Mrs. Nancy at the front desk, it was even more strange not seeing Frieda in her office, but other than that, Karen is running a tight ship.
Familiar felt good today. I went to the post office. I took a ride around town and took in the beauty of Oriental and remembered my first visits to this area. I almost felt brave somehow, as though I were stepping into the unknown, yet all my surroundings were known to me. Would people ask me about Frieda in the Town and Country? If they did would I cry? Would I react like a robot and give information in rote detail? Would I give a cheery "she's coming right along, thanks!" and keep going down the aisle? I wished I had brought sunglasses, so that could somehow help me to conceal all the thoughts. Don't we think the craziest things sometimes? And I guess I'm just crazy enough to share with the whole wide world just what thoughts were going through my mind.
I paid a visit to some friends that I had unfinished business with. I bought horseradish and half and half at the store. I saw vehicles that belong to people I know, I passed by Frieda's house, circled Freemason, went past Mrs. Nancy's toward the water and just kind of enveloped myself in things that I know to be true, things that I know are there. I needed to see things that are "static."
I needed to see life going on and it was. That is good.
Time is a funny thing. When something shakes up our lives, time stands totally still, yet time flies. You lose track of the day, the date, and things get fuzzy.
This morning looked like rain. This afternoon was sunny. It was good to be out with no agenda.
So, tomorrow, I will go back to Greenville. I will be back in the groove of hanging with my buddy and cheering her on.
I hope you all are enjoying a wonderful Friday evening and I'm wishing you a fun weekend full of love and surprises.
I thank God for small things today. Just a ride to Oriental where I saw welcoming, smiling, caring faces. Those are the faces who are with me tonight as I count all the blessings that have been given to me this week. I also thank God for healing...in all its forms and phases. Healing of the mind, the body and the soul are essential to a happy life and a healthy life. Remembering the things that give me pleasure was just the nourishment I needed today.
Do something fun! And remember what beautiful things are just within our reaches. All we have to do is make an effort to see them, grab on to them and hold them tight!

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