Recently I was reconnected to someone I worked with about 25 years ago. I hadn’t seen them or spoken to them since that time. But the amazing thing is, it was like we just picked up where we left off. Sure, a ton of things happened in both our lives over the years, but, it’s like we spoke yesterday.
It’s funny, because it seems in the past 5 years, I have been reconnecting with people from my past with mostly the same experience. You think you’ll never see them again, and then, bam! There they are just like you left them with more experience and a little older. I also find it amazing how memories and feelings come flooding back, things you hadn’t even thought about over the years. It’s like opening up a filing cabinet in your brain and pulling out file with the information that has been stored there for years.
You just never know when you’ll reconnect with people from your past, so always leave people with a heart full of love.
I’ve been away from home for just over a week performing for a summer theatre company in Petrolia, Ontario. Nine days to be exact. I usually hate being alone and away from family. To tell the truth, I was always afraid of getting depressed when I was left alone with my own mind. But this time is different. I really needed this time away from everything that was everyday. I had over extended myself and just didn’t enjoy anything anymore. My brain was full. I also fear that I have been getting addicted to stupid games on my tablet and Facebook. I hate those notices that tell me someone has commented or posted something. Have to figure out how to stop those from showing up because they distract me and my OCD hates seeing little notifications and not responding to them.
This time away has made me realize that I have to stop working after hours. To not check email after supper or on the weekend. I have to turn everything off! I need time to just do nothing, enjoy time with my husband and family, even if it’s to watch a movie together. I need to make more time to visit family members and keep in touch with friends. I don’t want life to get so busy that busy is my life. I hate it when you ask someone “how are you?” and they respond “so busy”. Am I supposed to feel sorry for them? Agree with them? I don’t want to be that someone saying “so busy”.
I’m grateful for this solitude. Only three more days left of it and then back home to life. I plan to make some real changes when I get home.