You never know

Someone reached out to me tonight to ask how i’m doing.  To remind me to take care of myself.  i can’t possibly tell youall how much that meant to me.

i think she was hesitant to do it, maybe afraid that i’d be – i don’t even know – offended or something?  And instead she opened up some part of me that had been all blocked and she helped me start breathing again and thinking more clearly.

The moral of this story – yes, there is a moral – is that when you have the urge to reach out  to someone, just do it.  You never know how much it might mean to that person.



9 thoughts on “You never know

  1. Pay it forward, Olivia. It’s an attitude. Believe in you, believe in happy, believe in life, believe in sharing that with others. Now more than ever, is the time to look inside ourselves and see we are one. As hard as it may seem at times, always remember, no matter how bad things are going for you, there is someone else, that has it worse. Keep a positive attitude, smile, be a friend. Even though there are times when all you want to do is crawl in a hole and tell the world to “piss off”, remember, there is someone worse off than you. Find good in where you are and share it. Pay it forward. It’s food for your soul! Hugs, sweet lady!


    • Thanks for the comment, It Is What It Is. That’s good advice in many ways.

      I guess it sounded like i was feeling sorry for myself? Or angry with someone?

      I was just really appreciating the person who reached out to me.

      But that’s pretty good advice anyhow. Thanks for commenting!


      • I don’t think it sounded at all like you were feeling sorry for yourself. It reads clear to me that you didn’t realize what you were feeling. That’s been going around lately 😉 There is so much disconnection in the world, I’m glad for this community here on-line.


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