Lately I've noticed that people are doing things for me and I'm not necessarily reciprocating. In fact, forget the "necessarily." I'm not reciprocating at all.
Here are some examples:
* A friend bought me a big travel cup for water WITH an infuser basket inside.
* A friend brought me breakfast at work.
* A friend brought me lunch at work.
This was all the same person, by the way. She just happens to be that amazing. But I do have other examples:
* A friend made me chicken soup - like an entire pot!
* A friend came over and helped me prepare my orientation sessions for the summer educators whom I'll be supervising at Brandeis.
(Both the same person here, too. What can I say? I have great friends.) More:
* A friend schlepped to Waltham from Cambridge (not as easy as it sounds) on multiple Saturdays just to hang out with me.
* A friend's son (who is also my friend) says prayers for me as he does his Japanese calligraphy practice.
* A friend brought me a beautiful carnation plant.
* A friend's grandmother prays for me. (She's Catholic, so I've got that base covered, too.)
So, as I was saying, I haven't done much of anything lately for any of these folks. And I find myself being fine with that. And they all seem super happy just giving. Unless, of course, they've formed a secret society to talk about my lack of reciprocation. But I doubt it.
Once again with a few words you've widened out what we (the big, human "we") can be to each other - this time in friendship. I love your blog. (Talk about a gift.)
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