Bewildered.........

Wow, I can't believe it's taken me this long to post! On Thursday, I had something really weird happen. I'm not proud of it actually. I stopped in to my optician's to get my glasses adjusted and my contacted cleaned. I usually don't have to wait, but they were busy. I sat down as some man was explaining that he needed $3000 worth of sunglasses for a movie he was involved in somehow. The opticians weren't quite buying it. I had a conference call so I had to run home. I realized I had the time wrong so about a half an hour later, I'm back at the optician's. Everyone was still there and a woman with a child had walked in ahead of me. DRAT! It was a circus; obviously, the movie man's credit cardS (yes plural) had been declined. He was pretty slick. He made a big show of calling the "producer's office." First, he was going to provide an American Express number; then he decided on a check. I had very strange vibes. In the midst of this, the child began pulling umbrellas out of the stand and waving them around wildly. "Movie Man" turns out to have "Movie Woman" sitting on the sofa waiting for him. Let me say -- neither of them look like "Movie People" -- whatever that is. I turned my attention from the "Movie People" to the "Incredibly Misbehaving Child" or "IMC." IMC, perhaps tuning into the weird vibes in the room, began to mutter loudly and became very disruptive. I then focused my attention on the mother who seem to be one of those who said "No" but really don't mean it. I studied her when suddenly I realized that I KNEW her. She was my best friend in high school who had suddenly began ignoring my emails and cards after we graduated. I couldn't believe how she looked! Not at all like the girl who was in beauty pageants, etc. At the precise moment, I realized who she was, I realized that her son was not .....typical.......He became louder and louder. Movie Man was too walking around talking on his cell phone arranging for "a check to be driven over." I looked over at IMC as his mother/my ex-friend was having to remove his contacts for him. He lightly screamed out. Finally it was my turn, and I opted to stay quiet. I didn't stay hello to my (ex?)friend. She looked as though her hands were full. Besides, she had cut off communications with me. Why? I left.......and I felt strange and sad. In an odd turn of events, yesterday, I had an argument with a family member on the subject of friends. It cut. It especially cut knowing what had happened on Thursday. He apologized fairly soon afterward. It didn't matter though, because I know I'm a good friend. I know my friends love me. I don't need anyone to tell me that. I just wasn't such a good friend in my past. Maybe the past just belongs in the past. Maybe all we can do is go forward and make things right with present and do the best you can with the people in your life now.