Monday, April 11, 2011

Catching Up With Life

We all get absorbed with things at different stages of our lives. Sometimes it's family, sometimes friends, sometimes politics, sometimes religion, sometimes sickness and sometimes death. We tend to dwell in that snapshot in time that we are currently standing and, too often, we shut all else out.

For me, I have been standing in to political arena, assessing my country, its political system and the people it affects. I have to say there have been times in my life where I was prouder to call myself an American, and the system seemed just a little more "pure". After all of the debates, the editorials, the pontifications and protests not much has changed and it saddens me to realize that people would rather complain than make the effort to take an action.

Now, I'm not the brightest guy in town but my momma didn't raise any stupid children either, and since I do understand the definition of insanity, I've decided to make the transition to other frames in the movie of life. It's time to let someone else pick up the fight for a while.

FRIENDS AND LOVERS
As I transcend from veteran young guy to rookie older guy I have been fortunate to reestablish many old friendships from my youth. In the list of regrets in my life I will add losing contact with the people high upon my list. In making up for time lost I am finding that the "Reader's Digest" versions we have exchanged about our lives only stimulates the need to want to know more. To know the details of that marriage, the kids, careers, divorces, medical issues, and I think it's just human nature to be curious this way. I'm fortunate to be living in an era with social networks like Facebook because they make it so much easier to reach out to people.

Now on my Facebook page I have a little over 700 friends. About 60% of those are because I play the games associated with the network and they are also players who have, by the shear nature of interacting, become new friends. The remaining 40% are a mixture of friends of my youth and a handful of former lovers. I was pleasantly surprised how quickly I was able to find a lot of my old friends and certainly the power of two had a lot to do with that. Now they have become a short daily visit to share so many different things about life or just a laugh. It was also surprising to learn how different we all grew up to be, yet, we all still have a common denominator based in the community and values we were all raised with. 

As for the former girlfriends and lovers that has actually worked out quite well. The tend to want to protect me or mother me in a humorous was to let me know when I may be getting into potential trouble. All and all it's a pretty good fail safe and there is only one or two missing from the group that I am not connected too. Not that I didn't try they just rejected my request which should tell me they probably aren't mature enough to handle friendship without baggage, so that works for me.

JOY AND SADNESS
One of the hardest things to face when you're trying to make up for 40 years lost is that along with the joy of renewing friendships you have to face the cold realities of life. In 40 years people get sick, have accidents, or just give up and die. Friends that were as solid as a rock have pass on years ago and you shake your head and say "wow". Then there is the reality that as we age there are friends here currently that are fighting for their existence and their lives. 

It is at that point that you understand that a true friend isn't the one that stands by you when things are good, he is the one remaining when things are bad. And here we are 40 years later being a support system for each others. Being the sounding boards that never pass judgement, that try to be objective, and offer solutions as well as pep talks. We are there to talk about retirement, to brag and complain about our children, to visit those that are slipping through our fingers and into the hands of God. It's what friends do.

Sometimes, support can take the form of helping a person forget about the past, or about the moment. Give them a diversion that allows them to relax and rest their weary mind. Me, I post jokes, I play the frustrated DJ, I flirt, I post useless facts, I post (what my friend Tracey calls Barryisms) which are nothing more than sayings collected over the years and I do my best to help people find that safe place we all need in our lives. 

Do I sometimes I talk politics. Sometimes I talk about God. I try never to play the evangelist because I've always found those that do are phony, real Christians walk the talk. And for all of the things I post or say, I listen and read twice as much. Life is put before us to live and to learn, to absorb every moment, every nuance, every fleeting glance, every smile, and every laugh. You learn about life from both the positive side and the negative, then it's your obligation to share that knowledge and pass it along to the next generation.

Looking
When it's all said and done we are all looking for that comfort zone, that safe place. If your uncertain of where to begin I've found returning to my roots, finding lifelong friends, and knowing that the Lord is usually two steps to my left is a good place to start.

Be back with more soon, take care!

1 comment:

  1. I was at a family gathering yesterday and was seated next to my cousin, Sandy Bell. I asked her about her prior boss, Arnie Fine (sadly, Arnie has passed away) and the next person that I asked her about was YOU! She told me that you were still in the area, so I decided to "Google" you today to see if I could drop you a note, and here you are! Barry, I'm not sure if you remember me, but this is Peggy Cleary. (I don't go by the name Peggy anymore, but that's a long story in itself). It would be nice to chat with you again after all these years - I'm not familiar with blog formats, so I really am unsure about leaving an email address, etc. on this site. I do have a Facebook account - Maggie Cleary (White Lake, MI) - Looking forward to hearing from you and hearing more of your thoughts!

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