"hmmmm......((what to say next))"

This is what I was presented with earlier today. I usually never lack in the word department. I was on the phone with one of my dearest friends and there we were faced with the knowledge that neither knew how to proceed in the conversation. I wanted the words to make her feel better and she sensing how uncomfortable I had become, she quickly said "I have to go!" I put down the phone almost in a panic. No one wants their friend to struggle. I felt silly knowing that just the night before I was sitting on the couch listening to ABBA because I was in a funk. My funk is so far removed from the depression that paralysis and renders one immobile to move forward with the rhythm of life. No sooner had the phone settled into it's cradle that I yelled to both of my girls to get on their clothes and put on their shoes. I struggled in the car trying to figure out how to show up at my friends house and not make the situation worse. What I forgot is that friendship transcends answering the door in your pjs, showing up uninvited to offer a hug, and neglecting to brush your children's hair before leaving home. It means being there to just talk. It means sometimes bringing up things that might be too difficult to think about on your own. I stated earlier that being in a funk and depression are far different. Friendship however is always the same. True friends will challenge you past those dark moments in your life when you feel so alone.