This morning, I was looking for an Ann Landers article from years ago that I sent to a friend. I don’t have any idea why I wanted to find it. Crazy how thinks pop into your brain. Into my brain?
I wrote it out for her by hand and kept the newsprint for myself. Not known for my stellar organizational skills, I’m not surprised I can’t find it in the place that would make the most sense.
The subject matter was relationships. It was about “showing up”.
~Be present, Be reliable, Be there. Just show up. ~
Does anyone remember this one?
I’m home a lot lately. I have to be. I have to “show up.” And it’s okay.
Damn! I wish I could find it because I’d love to have it here so I can read it often. So I’m googling the hell out of this machine and searching. I will find it.
In the meantime, I found a few quotes of Ann’s that I always liked/loved. I used to read her column daily. I even wrote to her once about a relationship/family issue. Never got a response and, therefore, it was never printed. I still read even though I was disappointed.
“Many people think that holding on and hanging in there are signs of great strength. But there are times when it takes much more strength to know when to let go - and then to do it.”
“If you have love in your life it can make up for a great many things you lack. If you don't have it, no matter what else there is, it's not enough.”
“Keep in mind that the true measure of an individual is how he treats a person who can do him absolutely no good.”
“Make somebody happy today, and mind your own business”
“Hanging onto resentment is letting someone you despise live rent-free in your head.”
“Opportunities are usually disguised as hard work, so most people don't recognize them.”
“It is not what you do for your children, but what you have taught them to do for themselves that will make them successful human beings.
“At every party there are two kinds of people - those who want to go home and those who don't. The trouble is, they are usually married to each other.” So what about the couples where neither wants to go home until the fun stops…that’s our problem!
“Inside every seventy-year-old is a thirty-five-year-old asking, 'What happened?”
Ellie and I are going to go sit on the porch together.
You know, maybe it was Dear Abby.