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Dear Reader,
Sometimes I don't get to the little things I want to do, because of my busyness.
Can't visit my chiropractor who's in the hospital, no time, I'll send flowers instead. But he's the guy who always knows how to take care of my upset stomach. Push here on my back, heave-ho there, and I'm fixed. Call him at the last minute, sees me on the spur of the moment, and waits a few extra minutes, so I can get to his office.
When I heard this morning that he had pneumonia, and had just been moved out of intensive care, I immediately felt like I wanted to stop by the hospital and say hello. My decision and desire were strong, but then the busyness of the day got ahold of me, and pretty soon it seemed like sending flowers would be just as meaningful as a personal visit.
But then I thought about the last time someone did one of the little extra special things for me. My friend in Oregon, who is one of the busiest people I know, knew I needed a pick-me-up a few weeks ago. He can always read between the lines in my column. An email would have let me know he was thinking about me. But instead he sent me a letter, the old fashioned kind--his meandering thoughts written out on paper. What he'd been up to, how he hoped the weather would cooperate so he could get his tomato plants in the ground soon, and reminding me that in his old age he doesn't fret over things as much because, "In time, they all work out without my help," and when I sat on the sofa reading his letter, it felt like a comforting visit from a friend. A kind gesture I won't forget.
So I baked some cookies, filled a basket with books and headed to the hospital, because, as my long-distant friend reminded me, what I really want to spend my time doing are the little things.
Thanks for reading with me. It's so good to read with friends.
Suzanne Beecher
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P.S. I FELL IN LOVE with two poems last week. I found them in the book, The Spoken Word Revolution, Redux. Read a poem, or listen to the poet read to you, get a great recipe and enter the drawing for a free copy of the book. Let me know if you liked the poems, too. Go to: http://tinyurl.com/ypof6d
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