by, 09-02-2008 at 10:29 PM
I have a very good friend that lives in India who reminded me tonight to count my blessings.
Originally one of my sales clients when he lived in New York, he and I have been friends for over a decade. We have a funny relationship - certainly not conventional - but it works and we trust each other completely.
About an hour ago, my phone rang. He was calling from New York. He had come to town for his sister's funeral. His sister was killed in a car wreck last week. Four years ago, on the same highway in New York, his mother was also killed in an freak auto accident.
After getting over the initial shock of why he called tonight, he asked me why I hadn't been answering my phone lately. My problems pale in comparison to a death in the family and I felt silly for withdrawing. My friend has been through a horrible trauma this week and still was concerned about me and offered to work with me through my issues. He said it helped him to feel better. And he helped me too, more than he knows.
So even though he will probably never read this, thank you to my dear friend for showing me what is important.