This is a re-blog of the post I wrote after the last big thing that happened in my life–when my friend, Greg, and I found my parents on the floor of their house, sick and dehydrated, and they had to go to the hospital, and then into a nursing home. I re-wrote some of this, but some of it still holds true today. I want to say Happy Valentine’s Day to my mom and all of my friends who have been so supportive since real life and adversity have come my way once again…in fact, my whole world came crashing down. I have lots of on-line friends, whom I’ve never met, as well as high school and college friends, and co- and ex-co-worker friends, and I’ve met some new friends during “Nutsie Nan’s Bogus Journey”. I’m closer to many of these people than I am to my aunts, uncles, cousins, in-laws and out-laws.
Today, though, I want to talk about two friends in particular, my best friend, Karla, whom I’ve known since 1973, and my cab driver, Greg, whom I’ve known for ten years. .
So in August 2017, I lost my condo and had to give my cat, my sweet Jay, away. Now I’m in a shelter trying to make a fresh start.
Thanks, Greg, for being my friend for the last ten years and for always making me laugh even in very serious situations and listening to all the craziness (my friend, Keith, didn’t nickname me Nutsie Nan for nothing).
Then there’s Karla. I’ve got no money and no home but she’s still my friend and she still gives great advice.
My friends, you are the best, and I want you to know how much I love you.
What about you? Do you have friends who have gone above and beyond the bounds of friendship for you? What about books where friends do anything for one another?