Monday, December 21, 2009

A constant


I've had a hard time putting anything into words today. Shock at a friend's terrible news that her mom, a sweet lady, has been hit hard and fast by cancer and is in hospice. Anger or hurt, I'm not sure which, about two so-called "friends" who seem to have fallen off of the globe. Who knows? Perhaps the world is flat after all - or people are more shallow than I thought.

Reflecting at year's end and not believing it's going to be 2010. Doesn't that seem like it should be some far-off futuristic year? Decade?

Which brings the subject of changes - some things, however, and some people, are a constant.

I'd like to think that some things are meant to happen, that some people are meant to meet.

Nearly 12 years ago I spent a weekend in Washington, D.C., apartment hunting. I had been planning to move there. Over the course of the weekend I changed my plans but I also met a slightly shy, funny, sweet guy named Mike D.

We have never lived in the same place - not even close. But we became friends just about instantly and we are friends still. We have been friends through good times, tough times, VERY tough times, and in-between times, through relationships, good and bad, and lots and lots of letters, e-mails, books and Aerosmith music.

Who says the constants in our lives are boring? Not this guy. I wish he just lived down the street.

Mike D, I miss you! I hope you are staying warm in that snowstorm and that it hasn't carried off any cows.*

*A reference to a cow that was tipped over by a tornado in his hometown of Ellington, CT.

13 comments:

Fireblossom said...

Hey, I'm a constant, too. Just TRY to get rid of me. ;-)

Nothing worse than unstable cows!

*wanders off singing Walk This Way" lalala*

G said...

Hey, Ellington CT is a funky town to live or work in.

Matter of fact, that side of the Connecticut River contains that flakiest people it has been my distinct pleasure to have gotten to know.

On a serious note, sometimes change can be a serious bitch to tolerate.

Pouty Lips said...

OK, you got me. My son's GF broke up with him after 3 years. He has been talking to me for hours on the phone. (I should make this into a post.) Long story short, he has a long-time friend, Jenny, who lives in a different state than he does. I asked him if he called Jenny to tell her about the break up. He told me no. I explained that Jenny is a constant in his life and that he needs to call her and tell her what happened. I explained that the friendship with Jenny is important and that it could last for a life time if he nurtures it. He rushed me off the phone and I hope he is calling her now. Isn't it strange how sometimes the cyber wires are parallel? This just happened less than an hour ago. I think it's so cool to blog and I'm glad I got to know you this past year.

Riot Kitty said...

FB: I know and I love you :)
G: That is hilarious! I'll tell him.
I usually handle change well - it's when people change for the selfish that gets me down.
PL: You are so right! And ditto :)

Ily said...

He has a sweet smile and a guy who writes letters and sticks around through thick 'n thin AND likes Aerosmith is just perfect!

Darth Weasel said...

glad to hear Mike D has been there for long time. About the Aerosmith fascination...hmm...well, not every part of your taste has to be good :-)

Riot Kitty said...

Ily and Darth: At least ONE of you is right about Aerosmith!

Green tea said...

Best therapy in the world is a good friend who will listen and accept you warts and all.

Have a great week Kitty.. :D

The Peach Tart said...

Mike sounds like a keeper to me. It's great to find someone who loves you because of and in spite of who you are.

Riot Kitty said...

GT and PT: True!

LL Cool Joe said...

Sounds like Mike is a great friend, but you only gain great friends by being a great friend yourself. And you are. :)

Riot Kitty said...

Thanks Joey! Now if Mike D will only see this blog soon...

Mike_D said...

I have! I have!! I'm a busy guy--gotta work to pay them bills! And yes, there are a fair share of flakes!

12 years? Holy shit! Thanks RK! Miss you too!! :)