I am so grateful for my few and dear friends. God's grace is abundant in community, and I'm eternally thankful for those that He has put into my life.
If you happen to be one of these aforementioned friends, you know that it takes some patience to functionally BE my friend. No, not that I'm hard to love - in fact, I've been told that I'm pretty easy to get along with. However, when it comes to contacting me, via my cell phone... good luck.
I carry my phone with me all the time and it's always fully charged but I seem to CONSTANTLY miss calls. That wouldn't be so bad, but subsequently, I forget to return those missed calls. I have it on silent most of the day since I'm in therapy sessions, but then forget to turn the volume back up... an endearing "quirk" that Jim just looooves.
I'm also very subject to the awful, slippery cycle of "keeping in touch". Let's say that my friend Susie and I run into each other. We have a nice conversation and end it with a phone number exchange and a promise to have coffee together. A week later I'll remember that I am to call her, but inevitably am in the middle of some other activity. By the time I remember again, it's been a month and I dread calling because she'll know that I've forgotten about her and am a horrible friend. At that point, I usually decide that too much time has passed and I don't even make the call.
I have a handful of friends (you know who you are) that are so truthful and loving to me and will say, straight up, "Sara, it's time that you call me - you're not being a good friend." Or (my favorite) "If I'm ever in AA, remind me not to pick you for my accountability call... ya won't pick up!!"
Yeah, it's funny, but at the same time it breaks my heart that I'm not more gregarious when it comes to phone relationships. Is it that I'm subconsciously uncaring for my friends, or just really air-headed? What's my deal??