I have accumulated a heck of a lot of humans over the decades of my recovery. My inner circle is quite large, and there are circles around that inner circle filled with even more like-minded, like-hearted women whom I am grateful to call friends.
I don't see most of my recovery friends in person all that often, but when I do, it's amazing. Occasionally, a woman's name or face will pop into my head, and I'll realize that I haven't heard from her in months or years.
It takes absolutely nothing for me to send her a quick text (if I have her phone number) or a message on a social media platform. Usually, I'll hear back that it was nice to be thought of and that all is good.
But sometimes I get a response that goes something like this: "I can't believe you are messaging me right now. I'm not doing well.
How did you know?" Of course, I didn't know, but I'm always grateful for whatever energy in the universe led me to reach out to her. When was the last time you reached out to one of your humans?