Sunday, August 24, 2014

Sundays Are the Worst Day



"Sundays are the worst day," my father told me one day, talking about his occasional
loneliness.

There is something about Sundays. I feel it myself sometimes, a melancholy that I can't quite figure out.

Make it a habit on Sundays to reach out to those you love, those who live alone or on the edge. Those living with physical or mental illness, caretakers, the grief-stricken. Those who spend Sunday anticipating Monday--the Sunday jitters, my husband calls the feeling. Those whose lives are pretty full during the week but Sunday stretches too long. Or too short.

Go ahead.  Make that call.  Send that email. Today. Sunday.


6 comments:

Susan Ketchin said...

Mamie, thank you so much for posting this, today, this lonely Sunday. So much do folks need to hear this, and especially me--I'm calling my brother, right now!

mamie said...

You are such a caring and sensitive person, Susan. Thanks for taking this to (your very generous) heart. <3

kenju said...

Good advice! I used to call my parents every Sunday, and though they have been gone for 20 and 30 years, I still sometimes think about calling them.

Thanks for the visit and the nice comment!

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