First of all this is my first phone post. It will be plain. It won’t be fancy and you’ll have to ignore any grammatical, spelling or code errors.
Anyway, I learned tonight there is true beauty in having someone to talk to.
I called a new friend from down the road tonight to see if I could bring Roxy and Velvet over to play in her back yard with her dog. She said something had come up but to come on over. I started thinking , “oh no!! Chelsea you are such an imposition. You aren’t really still going over there are you?? Besides!! You invited yourself over there….” well, I did. I got the girls and we started walking over. Of course the whole time I couldn’t help but think of how huge a burden I was being and how I shouldn’t just go parade into peoples lives with my dogs. But – she said it was ok, right?
I got over, she opened the door and was on the phone. Well! What do I do? Walk in? Take my dogs around back? Go thru the house? Ok. So I took my shoes off and went thru the house to the back yard. Do I stay here? Do I go back in? Well, she finished her conversation dealing with an issue the whole time I bounced from the room, to the yard to the thoughts of just going home. I mean, who am I to intrude on her like this? Even if she did say it was ok. Maybe I should have gone back at a better time.
Either way. I stayed. I felt awful for it, but then we got to talking. We are both in similar situations and we can both relate. I was able to be there to listen to her. I didn’t mind. I’m glad that I could be there so that she could have someone to talk to.
I know when I am upset or going thru something – sometimes all I want is for someone to just listen. JUST listen. Maybe I made a mistake, maybe I’m in the wrong, but when I’m already down, I really don’t need someone pushing opinions or “what to dos” down my throat. Or for that matter telling me what I already know. Ya know?
So anyways, we were able to sit and talk…share and relate. Hopefully I was able to help, and my prior thoughts of feeling like an imposing intruder weren’t the case. And if that is the case and I was a tolerated unwelcomed visit… She atleast help me to realize another positive thing.
Being someone that a person can talk to and depend on to listen non-judgementally, and not go blab the information, or even having someone like that you can talk to like that is a beautiful thing.
This isn’t to discredit any of my friends. I have several friends I can trust and count on to be there and help me. One here in Morgantown who has been there for me since before I moved here and others back home in Louisiana. I really do appreciate and love all my friends. I’m amazed at how long it took me to discover how such a great reason, like having someone to talk to, can really make a difference. Thanks to all my friends – here or back home for being there for me. You’re beautiful!! 🙂
Has anyone ever made a difference in your life just by being there to listen? Maybe offered some great advice you’d like to share?
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