WHY I AM MAD TODAY AT THE WORLD

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COVID RAGE (IN A BAD MOOD TODAY)

To my friend who spent 2 hours getting her hair highlighted and won’t meet me halfway for a coffee- you hurt my feelings.

To my friend who spent 2 hours getting a mani-pedi and won’t meet me halfway for a coffee, you hurt my feelings.

To my friend who drove downtown for a haircut, six blocks away from me and didn’t offer to meet me for a coffee- you hurt my feelings.

To the friend who invited me to a cookout at 7am that morning and offered to give me a ride when she knew that I was having guests for dinner that evening and would say no- you hurt my feelings.

I am in a COVID rage today. I am mad at people who are so afraid of getting the COVID they won’t meet a lonely friend for a coffee. I wear a mask, I’ll sit 6 feet away from you but I would like to see your faces and hear your laughter in person. I know you have issues, some emotional, some physical and believe me I do, too.

After I sold my house, I sold my car because I couldn’t afford one and live in a nice apartment with a view. So, I have to take a bus, train or taxi to meet them. Taxis are pricey, but I have taken one to visit my son during COVID. It’s a splurge but I want to see my family and my friends. I would be happy to take the bus up to their neighborhoods if they would pick me up at the bus-stop.

*(And to my new friend, who offers to drive me anywhere, at the drop of a hat, also a cancer survivor) I LOVE YOU! 

They don’t offer. I don’t ask. They need to read my mind? 

I know they are not comfortable with meeting me, and I don’t want to make them do anything they are not happy doing.

So, we talk and text and the beat goes on.

Maybe, one day when the COVID passes, I will see them again and I will rejoice.

Until now, I will grumble and grouse. Shame on me.

*See next entry- Cancer Survivors Rock!