Writing

A friend messaged me today to ask me an accounting question.  This is not someone I see often, maybe only once or twice a year.  This is not the type of person I would "hang out" with.  She's probably 10+ years older than me, married and has a son who's half way through high school.  So, on my reply, I casually asked her how she was doing lately.

Her reply was heartbreaking.  Her father had passed away last month.  I knew her father had been having health issues since last year, but I did not expect to hear this.

(This is the second death that I've heard about this week, both on the other side of the world.)

I wrote a very simple reply and sent my condolences, and she came back with this:

As the week continues to go downhill, this was one of the few things that I was grateful to see.

At least, when the people closest to me (that I spend most of my time caring for) give me shit and condemn me for stupid things, there are still people out there that appreciate my time, effort and good intentions.

Because, in the eyes of some people, I'll never be good enough, no matter how much I do.

I have a thing for words/writing.  Electronic will do.  But hand written is best.  It's one thing to hear someone say something to you, but quite another to see it written.

Perhaps it's nostalgia.