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Today I am thankful for the reminder to reach out and love the people you care about now.


Three and a half years ago, a man I'd known for awhile had asked me out on a date.

I refused because my ex was still living here.

He was handsome. 

We settled on coffee.

We spoke about politics, hypnosis and food allergies.

When the earthquake struck Japan in 2011, he contacted me in horror.  We watched the waves take out communities together online.

We cried together.

For the next couple of years, we'd meet every three or four months to do volunteer work and he'd always buy dinner.

He fell in love with a mutual friend.  She reminds me of Reba McIntire.  She looks just like her and has the same delightful voice.

We all lost touch when I hid due to the stalking.

His son wrote to me today.

This man had a stroke six weeks ago. 

He's refusing therapy.

He's my age!

He doesn't understand that physical therapy can help.

I'm doing a lot of praying.

I'm not sure what else I can do. 

I'd complain about being in pain -but- nothing I feel could come even close to being trapped in the body he has right now.

My pain cannot hold a candle to what his children are feeling. 

What can I do?

Nothing except pray.

My sister is a nurse.  We've seen people recover from strokes even after waiting days to get help.

There is hope.

It hurts that this man is giving up.

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My lesson is that I need to honor the old friendships I have.  I cannot take them for granted anymore.

I'll always answer when people reach out.

So far, I have a friend planning on visiting from Mexico next month.

Another friend will fly in from Nebraska in August.

I won't hide from friends

stalkers and people who've threatened me....yes.....

I'll be more open from now on with people I know and trust.

Our time is short indeed.

Love ya,

S.

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