Doing that invisible thing

Been thinking a lot about people I care about lately. Unfortunately thinking about- means almost nothing in the tangible world of showing you care.
But its hard you know... like how do you get across to someone miles away that you would like to hear more about their day. How do you keep up relationships.
Much of this has been fueled by Becky leaving, but she isn't the only one I have been thinking about. Thinking about the lost friendships, thinking about the ones that matter when they are in town, and who I think about but never contact when they are gone.
Melissa and Nikki, Chris, Gabi, Zach and Pete, tempted to throw someone like Jenny E in there just to see if I could convince her it mattered to me once. What about Nova? What about Nona (Kristen)? What about Tim or Elizabeth? The ones out adventuring in Europe or teaching in Asia?
What about the lost ones, Nikki and Lex?
Thinking about someone daily doesn't really do the trick to make it matter.
What about the hundred friendly faces I have waiting here at home?

This weekend I was thinking simultaneously as is often the case how blessed and how lonely I felt. My weeks are filled with smiles and conversations, coffee and dinner dates, of people not quite pushed away... because I do care and once depended. But without the constant verbal insistence, what if only the every 6 month conversation, does it still show?

My dreams of you are not my hands reaching to hold you, but my heart still pumps to keep the blood you offered warm. In the warmth within me somewhere there is still a sectioned labeled "home" with your name on the mail box, and forever and ever a welcome mat (and at least dreams of hugs for your homecoming).

The thing about acknowledging blessings is that you don't want to give them up, nor seem ungrateful... and I have a thousand miracles to make it up to.