A day late I know...literally over 24 hours spent helping to move a good friend this weekend. She found out Weds. She had to be out in 9 days. Friday she found temporary housing, permanent will be ready in July. What I thought was interesting is that she has so many "friends" who knew she was in this situation~moving- packing-some things in storage-cleaning-setting up a new place...I'm talking friends she goes out with every other weekend, & 4 of us came. Two of us with teens, & even their boyfriends for an hour or two -& we are not the ones she meets for dinner all of the time or parties with...she had 2 coworkers & a girlfriend of one & 2 brothers- one who drove 3.5 hours- & her 80 yr old dad at different times. It was like it just worked out that we cycled in & out with 3 of us there for the long haul. My two kids were too, as they are close with this family who has been through a lot. Really it makes you think about when life throws curve balls/ in this case two extreme ones in one week (leaving the other out but was a big one), who is it that will come through? You just never know who is truly on your team as a friend, who is really just a coworker or acquaintance or party friend, until your life crumbles around you...& you realize it's those cheer moms who are the mothers of your child's best friends, & those team mates at work who showed up...& those teens that gave huge amounts of time over the weekend - voluntarily, because they love your kids - & they made calls to get a crew of guys who could lift heavy stuff over for an hour when it mattered. You wonder where all of those people are who are in the pictures every weekend, out at dinner, bars, peoples' houses...the ones you perceived as the stars in her life.
