No matter where you are. No matter how far. Just call my name. I’ll be there in a hurry. On that you can depend and never worry. Of course we all know that those are the iconic first words that Diana Ross breathlessly says at the beginning of the iconic song Ain’t No Mountain High Enough. I have always loved that song so much. But I heard it recently and something about the lyrics hit differently for me. It made me think about how hard everything has been over the last two plus years (and more). There is so much talk about “returning to normal.” But each day we are hit in the head with new reports about unbelievable violence. I’m starting to actually believe that COVID-19 has affected our temperament and we are not being told. There has to be an explanation for how people are acting and reacting. It’s frightening. And not to mention, the rise in suicides. Each suicide is so tragic – no matter who society decides to deem important, successful or “blessed.” Each report makes me ask, “Why?” Why didn’t these people have anyone to talk to? It made me want to reach out to all the people I like and love to let them know that I’m here. It doesn’t matter if a year, or five years or five months or five days have gone by – call me. I had a very tough year last year and I leaned on a few select friends to get me through – you know who you are. This has been hard on all of us – come more than others. Check on your strong friends. They need you.