Dear Readers,

This past week, I have had not one, not two, but Four friends reach out to say they miss me and let’s make some plans.

Since I am normally the instigator of said plans, in fact, some of my friends have gone so far as to say, “You’re the hub, if you didn’t get us all together (for some occasion) it would NOT happen.

I used to take a lot of pride in that, even calling myself the “self-appointed cruise director in any given situation” and after sone reflection and some time, I have come to realize, that is a truckload of pressure to put on a person.

Especially when I realized, it was self-imposed, no one asked me to be the “hub”, I CHOSE to do that.

Today marks exactly one month at my new job, and I love it. It’s new and exciting and different and hard and awesome all at once. I have been working and intensely focused on getting good at my new job, which I am still in the process of doing. A by-product of that is I have been working so hard at the new job and savoring my newfound family time,

I have not really made the time or effort with my friends, as in the past, and much to my shock and delight, they have sought me out, and it feels pretty nice to be wanted.

That is not to say they didn’t make the effort before, but rather, I didn’t give them the opportunity to do so. I have had some fairly frank conversations with my friends in recent years, asking that they do some of the reaching out. It’s nice to know they were listening and now making the effort.

It’s easy to get “busy” and “like” a post on Facebook or Instagram, how hard is it to pick up a phone or shoot a text over that says, “I miss you, let’s make plans”

When you read that just now, who did you get a picture of in your head? Reach out, I bet they are thinking of YOU too.

Think About It.