Showing posts with label a burden shared weighs half as much. Show all posts
Showing posts with label a burden shared weighs half as much. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Da Count-2-D But Showing Great Depth



Some of you know I came to the blog world after spending a few years in Yahoo! Trivia chat rooms.  Once upon a time those rooms were full of witty people who loved to quiz each other. It was an intelligent and civil place where friendships were formed over knowledge of arcane facts.  The first person I got to know there is Susie.  We hit it off pretty quickly.  When the trivia rooms were overrun by bots and skeevy trolls which made the game impossible several of us defected to the blog world and started our own blogs and a joint blog.  Although Susie, Logo, and I are the only ones who still blog from that original crew of eight I'm still glad for the time we spent in the trivia rooms and for the continuing contact.  I figure I've known Susie for close to nine years now.  I could go on at length for the various joys and trials we have known each other through.

I could do the same for several of you who I've known for a long time even if only in a virtual sense.  There is a true friendship and a sense of community that arises when it is cultivated.  My family finds these friendships somewhat hard to understand.  I try to explain it as being akin to a life long pen  pal relationship.  I recall my grandmother having a British pen pal for decades and they were there for each other through early marriage, child-rearing, grandmothering, etc.  No one thought that odd.  But I digress a bit...

I've been blogging five and a half years and have made some truly wonderful friends among you.  I am continually amazed at the friendships that form and the care that people show each other.   I've been so grateful for the care and support that has been shown me in times of trouble over the years and I hope I've been a good friend in return.  Nonetheless, this week I've been completely astonished by a particular outpouring of support that has been given on behalf of Calypso and me with regard to a specific concern.  Folks responded to an effort Susie felt strongly burdened to undertake and it has left me speechless.  It's not something I ever would have asked for or expected in any way and yet here it is.

To those who have cared enough to leave encouraging comments on any of the blog posts where I was pouring my heart out, sent emails expressing concern and best wishes, to those who have prayed or held good thoughts for us, to those who have responded to Susie's request, to Susie for organizing something practical, to each and every one of you who have demonstrated friendship in one of these ways I am truly and deeply grateful.  I count each of you and each act of friendship.  Thank you.

Thursday, December 02, 2010

Friday 55 & Da Count- Sharing with Friends

FRIDAY 55

Invading armies desecrate the holy place.
Brave men fight back led by the one called 'The Hammer.'
The foe is defeated, the temple cleansed.
We must relight the lamps.
There is so little consecrated oil.
It will take days to prepare more.
Unexpectedly, the lamps burn 8 days.
A great miracle has happened.
Happy Chanukah!



DA COUNT

I posted this 55 three years ago but since it's Chanukah I decided to put it up again.  We have some friends who have shared their holiday with us.  We celebrated it together many years.  I was delighted for my kids to learn about it and enjoy it with friends.  I won't totally rehash the old count the same way I did the 55 but I will count a sharing atmosphere where I work. 

I am not the only person at work who has been recently plagued by numerous difficult circumstances.  There seems to be a rash of it among my coworkers.  Two other coworkers have cars that keep falling apart like mine.  Two have immediate family members with serious health issues.Five of us are currently receiving treatment at our own office for recent injuries.  With so many people under all sorts of stress you might think I work with a bunch of surly people and in fact contribute to the sour mood myself.  We are all capable complainers at times but for the most part none of us linger in that for too long.  We can all tell when someone comes in after a particularly rough patch and we all cut the one having a hard time some slack.  We listen to each other, support each other, make each other laugh in spite of the crap going  on.  On our lunch break you generally find us giving each other various necessary treatments, which on one hand is kind of hilarious (Hey Doc, can ya crack me?  Sure...can you give my shoulder  a combo?  Yep, right after I hook up Jane to the decompression table....once she finishes the deep muscle work on John.).  On the other hand it's really a relief to be working in a place that takes good care of its patients and where we all take good care of each other.  It's also really count-worthy that we don't take advantage of each other in an opportunistic way.  After the rough week I had (and the rougher week one of the other girls had), and when I consider the hell-hole I used to work in (where they just didn't give a damn about anything but the bottom line) I just really want to count the sharing of burdens in a caring manner that goes on among my coworkers.