I have decided that I NEED to more regularly tell people I love why I love them and that I love them and thank them for loving me.
This is Patty.
Patty and I are very different.
- Patty is short. I am tall.
- I am blonde. She is not.
- She is from Puerto Rico. I am from America. (Ha ha! Just kidding. Puerto Rico is in America everyone!!!!)
- Patty was a professional ballerina. (Me: Not!)
- Patty is a lawyer. (Me: Definitely Not!)
- I am a morning person. Patty? NOT EVEN CLOSE!
The list goes on and on. But Patty loves to hug. And she loves to hug me. And when, after knowing each other briefly at Eglin AFB, she and her husband Yamil (also known as "Mr. Meal") moved to Turkey, we bonded. We bonded over very little in common except a general love for people and each other and good food and world peace. Patty was stuck on a little Base with no job and a newly emerging belly. And I was stuck in my house with two little boys and a great big dog and a new baby. And so we hung out together and just spent time being together.
At some point she might have gone into early labor and I had a small panic attack that I didn't let her see thinking that I was going to be her birthing coach and translator in a foreign country while her husband tried desperately to get a flight back in time.
(He got home in time. THANK GOD! Poor little Troy would have had a version of a very white and blonde woman instead of his much handsomer Peurto Rican father.)
Patty and I do not see the world quite the same. But we want the same thing for our world. We voted differently. But we voted for the same reasons.
Last night I texted Patty. My heart was grieved (as it has been a lot lately) because of people not treating each other with respect and kindness. I told her I was sad. She told me she loved me. She encouraged me to spend less time on social media. (Shouldn't we all!) And reminded me that while are very different people, we share a love for the world and people and are just two ladies trying to make the world better.
It may have been just a short Wendi-is-freaking-out-again text to her, but to me, it actually stopped the anxiety I have been battling cold in its track with an assurance that she will not stop being my friend because we are different. Oh how I needed to hear that this morning.
I plan to do a lot more of this on my Blog in the coming weeks and months. Bragging on people who in a big or little way made a BIG difference in my day. In my life. In who I am. Patty is one among many of very important women in my circle of supporters. I need to tell them more often how much I appreciate who they are for me.
Bravo Patty! Thank you for taking a break from your Uber-Patty life and just being my friend for five minutes that I needed you most.