I didn't get much done this weekend. I didn't plan on doing much, but there were a few things here and there that I would've liked to have done. Yesterday afternoon my friend Not-So-Shy showed up at out back door. She came in and plopped down on the living room floor next to me and was obviously upset.
Almost seven years ago Nickel moved me to this town of strangers. He and Not-So-Shy had been friends for many years so we naturally hit it off. For years we were inseparable but one weekend we had a difference of opinions. This difference resulted in over a year of not talking to each other. It was a very hard time for me, and probably her too. Then after some painful circumstances in my life I reached back out to her. At first we were both pretty gun shy. 'Don't get so close and you won't get hurt again' was both our motto, but we managed to reconnect. She and I have never been quite as close as we were, but that's fine. We get together and gossip from time to time. She has her friends, some I know, and I have my friends.
To have her show up at my house yesterday in tears, I knew something was wrong. She cried, I hugged. She talked, I listened. I didn't try to fix her problems. I didn't try to bash the man who had hurt her heart. I spoke and asked questions as things got confusing and offered tissues. My heart breaks for her. She spent about 6 or 7 hours here last night trying to figure things out. Of her three closest friends two weren't returning her phone calls and one was out of town but on her way back. She didn't know where else to go. She came back today, still heartbroken. Again, I tried to just be there for her. We went to the mall and walked around, got some coffee and talked. She's talking things over with her man now. I hope everything works out for her.
So I spent my weekend consoling my friend. What did you do?