This week’s prompt: ‘trip’
Today I was making progress in my minimalism
process with the overwhelming number of folders on
my computer screen when:
I inadvertently tripped a switch which took me back
down memory lane and up popped a forgotten
program containing ‘personal archived’ documents.
Bummed out, burned out for the past few days I couldn’t
force myself to write ‘anything’. I felt like the power of
words deserted me, disappeared altogether.
I’d asked myself why from time to time I experience this
The answer points to certain posts I see on social media,
(news articles and a few personal ones).
I decided both of these are ‘toxic’ to me and today I have
yet to access either. Brownie points earned!!
After breakfast I read the document on my PC screen. It
brought back nice memories and also reinforced recent
thoughts on the definition of true friendships and how
they are such a rarity in today’s society.
I read line after line of notes taken and then words ‘integrity’
combined with ‘breathtaking beauty’ appeared with regard
to a high school classmate who’d ventured north in search
of a simpler life and created a booming engineering firm.
At the time he’d messaged me, he was widowed and suffering
from the debilitating disease MS. His residence was a nursing
home with most beautiful scenic landscapes.
For most, day-to-day life in a nursing home void of family members
local would be a most depressing prospect. This man chose courage.
Never once did he complain about his situation and he continually
kept a positive attitude.
During good weather he’d seek a sunny spot outdoors taking
advantage of life’s surrounding beauty while confined to his
He never let on the seriousness of his progressive illness.
I had no idea until nearing the end of his life his method of
communication to the outside world was solely through head
He (more of a stranger than family) kept in touch sharing
nice messages with a small circle of hometown friends.
As I read over my notes, I still remember the day he sent me
a new release from my favorite Australian country music artist.
Imagine a man with a disability found time to brighten my day.
Fake friends are easy to find. Many folks know you when all is
fine then suddenly forget you when your life becomes tough.
Was my tripping across these notes a message heaven-sent
from a departed loved one not to break boundaries to ensure
another likes you.
Food for thought!!
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