I feel guilty sometimes for not spending more of my day doing something profitable or practical or directly beneficial to others. I tend to be somewhat reclusive at times and I could literally spend all day reading or researching or taking photos and not even speak to another person. However, I really do love people and most of my research revolves around their lives, so I end up connecting and communicating in a variety of ways.
There has been a little “drama” in the lives of some of my friends and family members lately and I’ve done a lot more communicating than usual. There are changes and transitions and new opportunities ahead that will eventually bring joy and peace, but in the meantime…a little chaos and uncertainty.
In the middle of a discussion with a friend this morning it occurred to me that we are all SO blessed to be able to communicate as easily and frequently as we do. I remember many tears shed by my mother when we were hundreds of miles away from her family and dear friends. We didn’t often have a phone so she wrote letters and waited weeks for a reply. When I left home I did the same. I still have many of the letters she wrote to me and some of the ones she saved from me. I suppose the only advantage of letters was our ability to save them and re-read them. But I have to wonder how many problems could have been quickly solved and how many misunderstandings could have been prevented and how much heartache could have been avoided if we had been able to communicate immediately as we do now.
I know people who spend far too much time on the phone and FB and whatever social media is popular at the moment, but we all make choices about how we use our time. I’m happy to be able to tell you what I need or think or have now…and then go back to my solitary pursuits.