Making the List

My mom asked me if there was a way I could reach out to Ava when I told her that I was kind of missing her last night. I said I don't think she would do social media.  Ava is probably in her 70s and I just don't think that would be her thing. I remembered there was someone I worked with and went to high school with who might know how to contact Ava.

I realized this person unfriended me.  No, I'm not upset. I kind of laughed when I realized she wasn't one of my Facebook friends. I went to high school with her and her twin sister.  I don't think I said anything offensive.  I had kind of an iffy relationship with her in school though because she used a friend of mine to go to prom and dumped him shortly before.  I wasn't real friendly with her when she started at Old Line.  I was polite but I wasn't chummy either.  I thought we were past it.  I was closer to her sister in school but I donated when her sister had cancer about five years earlier than my diagnosis and sent her messages of support.  I didn't really talk about what happened to me but I made the occasional post being tired of people not wearing masks when I had to go to the cancer center.  Did that actually make her do it?  I really hope not.  It was just weird to me.

When I started with Facebook, I friended every jackass I knew in my life and I cleaned up my list over time when I realized social media is stupid.  It's very possible that this person just took me off the list because we didn't have a strong connection like I did with her twin.  I hope that's the reason.  I'm not offended.  I was hoping she could tell me if she kept in touch with Ava or knew someone who might.

It's just as well.  I have reached out to people twice with a friendship request in the last couple of years, hoping maybe I could meet up with them and have coffee.  Mo is one of 9 kids in her family and has a full plate of family and friends and a grandson.  She was nice enough to help me with finding possible rentals.  I reached out to my other friend Marley a year later and had hoped maybe we could get together.  Marley is an attorney and well, same thing.  Lots of friends and family.  Has maybe commented on a couple of things I've posted and same with me.  Happy she's doing well and well, I doubt she would have time for me.  

I see on Threads that there's a lot of people who have the same issue I do.  Hard to make friends and people come up with the suggestions of groups.  I haven't had a lot of luck with groups.  I kind of think I do better one on one.

I guess my expectations for people have gone lower than the bar these days.  It would be nice if there was one person who reached out and asked me how I was doing.

Today, someone did.  Well, it was my niece and she sent me a picture of Charlotte's missing tooth.  I told her that I hoped they got to enjoy their vacation and see part of the country.  I hadn't expected a response back but I did and it was kind of nice.  She did say that Charlotte would take me up on my offer to get her a banjo to go with her missing tooth.

Kind of nice to have someone reach out to me today.  

Now I got to go find a banjo . . . 

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