Private Thoughts Made Public

What goes around, comes around. Karma, and all that. I’m feeling upbeat and positive at the moment, good about myself and good about who I am. Which is certainly an improvement on how I was feeling when I started this blog!
My friend M turns to me for help and advice on her relationships. I’m not going to go into a lot of detail here, but when she has problems getting her thoughts orgranised she asks me to help out. We did this a few weeks ago, and this weekend we did it again. She tells me what’s been happening with her, I take the information on board, write out how I think she’s feeling and what I think she needs to say, and send it back to her. After I did this she came back to me saying it was beautiful, described exactly how she felt, and that she was almost in tears after she had read it. Of course, she didn’t send the email word for word as I had written it, she added bits and rephrased bits.. but it’s good to know that I was able to help out somewhat.
My cousin S is also having a hard time of it at the moment. Looks like she’ll be getting a divorce after 17 years of marriage, and I’ve been providing her with a safe haven over the last week or so, somewhere she can go when she’s got nowhere else to go. She can plug in to my broadband, get things sorted out, have a coffee, have a cigarette, have a chat. I know it’s not much, but just being there for someone is more than enough.
Things are going very well between myself and my new friend C. When we met online we both knew that we were looking for a relationship, but she’s been stung before and doesn’t want to get stung again, so she wanted to dip her toes back in to online chat, thinking that it would fizzle out after a few days. However she bumped into me on her first night in the chat room and we’ve been chatting at every conceivable opportunity since. We’ve also been texting each other, and over the last couple of days, phoning as well. So we’re moving forward, but I’m not pushing things any faster than she wants to be pushed. C was persuaded to get back online by her friend J, and I met J for the first time at the weekend (it’s a convoluted story). I hope she gave C glowing reports about me!
So, yeah. I’m not so wrapped up in my own feelings any more that I can’t care how other people are doing. I keep my nose out unless I’m invited in to help (I’m not a busybody!), but it’s good to know that when I do help, I’m doing the right thing at the right time, and it is appreciated.
Let’s face it, getting a text message saying “You’re a good man” certainly put a smile on my face