Last night, my friends, as the friendly skies sent down messages of snowflakes, I heard “Message to My Friend” from friendly Pat Metheny and John Scofield.
Here is “Message to a Friend” from friends Pat Metheny & Charlie Haden:
Yesterday, in therapy, there were many messages to friends, including “I’m glad you showed up exactly the way you did,” “the pain of a loss is in direct proportion to the importance of the relationship,” “all your feelings are welcome,” “it’s never what you expect,” “all change is anxiety-provoking, even good changes, and especially changes we didn’t choose,” “there’s a huge difference between worry and planning,” “congratulations for not going completely bonkers,” and “what you’re doing is good enough AND you can make it better.”
Today, because of friendly messages I got from the hospital where I work, I’m getting my first vaccine for the coronavirus.
Here are more messages to friends:
I appreciate timely messages from my friend and yours, The Daily Bitch.
Feel free to leave messages to friends in the comments section, below.
All my messages to friends include gratitude, so thanks to all who help me create these daily messages to friends, including YOU.
The Year(s) of Living Non-Judgmentally 
Got my first COVID-19 vaccine shot yesterday myself. Happily, I have nothing more than a slight soreness where I got it to remind me.
I am happy for both of us !
We’ve gotten the message to not forget that it’s winter with snow the past few days, Ann.
I get the message, Mark.
I think, with cat in charge at The White House, the world will be a better place!
I agree, my friend !
Ann, I love your winter pictures. How did you feel when you got vaccinated?
I felt okay. I am getting some reactions — sore arm and slight fever — but those are normal. Thanks for the message!
Thanks for letting me know, Ann.
There’s something fishy about Harley’s mat, but, almost as important–obviously nothing’s more important than a cat–your pictures reminded me of this Philip Larkin poem, a message to a friend:
Morning at last: there in the snow
Your small blunt footprints come and go.
Night has left no more to show,
Not the candle, the half-drunk wine,
Or touching joy; only this sign
Of your life walking into mine.
But when they vanish with the rain
What morning woke to will remain
Whether as happiness or pain.
Beautiful message, my friend.
Wait until they hear about sir Harley, Nobel laureate.
Thanks for another friendly message, Maria.
glad you are going for your first shot, and give. Harley the message that if he didn’t already have a gig I’m sure he would have been the White House cat –
I appreciate all your messages, my friend.
I listen to Pat Metheny a lot, Ann, and always think of you. I suppose that music is a good way for friends to share messages. 🙂
I love the messages you send, my friend.