June 16, 2010
There is no such thing as a coincidence…which is what I believe, anyway. Everything happens for a reason. And I received a friendly reminder of this recently from a “reminder friend,” (Someone who serves as a constant reminder about what is important in my life.)
My “reminder” recently returned to my life seems to show up with precise timing. She is a wanderer, a searcher. Always seraching for the next best thing. (It is a wonder we are still friends. I am sure there are a lot of better friends that she could have.) Ironically, she is married with two children. Her children despise her and her husband has left her more times than I can count on my fingers and toes, but always ends up going right back.
We reunited a few weeks ago and all I kept hearing was who she met, who she knew and who the people that she met knew. (As if this somehow was supposed to impress me.)
During our last conversation, she spoke of what was important to her: status, wealth and freedom. I told her about the things that were important to me in turn: love, health, family, and feeling connected. She talked about her new car. I spoke of my son’s accomplishments. She even called from a vacation spot and caught me in the middle of a family function.
We are completely different, but she is always there to remind me of the things that are important in my own life. Why we remain friends, beats me. I know she must be in my life for a reason, the same way I am in hers. Everyone must have a reminder and she is mine.