In Harmony with Humans
This past week has me thinking a lot about friendship. There are many benefits to living the lifestyle we do at Our Little House, but I think one of the most unexpected is that it has helped me in harmony with those in my life.
When I was younger, I didn’t value my friendships as I should. I know in some cases I wasn’t as good of a friend as I could have been. There’s been friends whom I know I’ve hurt and another who quit speaking to me although I never learned the reason. There’s been some who have hurt me. However, since moving to Our Little House, I’ve learned to take life – and my friends – more at face value.
Two things happened in the past week that reminded me just how important friendships are. In the mail last week I found a check from a friend and with it was a note. She wrote that the check is for all I do and she wanted to help with Lucky Chloe’s maintenance. When I recovered from the shock, the gesture made me cry. Her check was a welcome relief at a time when we just learned Chloe needed more treatments for worms she picked up somewhere along her unsettled journey between the shelter and rescue.
We also welcomed my Godbrother, Mike, and his wife, Charlotte, at Our Little House this past weekend. It was a celebratory weekend for them and thanks to a new writing gig for me that allows Dale to finally eliminate his part-time job, it was a celebration for us as well. We had such a good time, we didn’t want our friends to leave, also making me once again value the relationships in our lives.
Life in the suburbs seemed to be all about us, and working to attain more. It was as if our natural ability to fulfill our role in community was out of sync. On the other hand, life in the country and in our little house heightens my awareness, it makes me take stock of everything I have, both physical and emotional.
As I sat on the deck in the sweltering heat after our guests left on Sunday afternoon, I closed my eyes and listened to the cicadas humming their song to their own kind. Soon afterward, two birds began singing to each other. I realized then that there is an inner-connectedness inherent to each species, if only we stopped to listen and nurture the song.
When we do, it’s pure contentment.
If you’re living a more simple life, how have your relationships changed?