He never minds when I text him, send him an email or call him on the phone. “My computer’s acting up again,” I’ll say, with an edge of frustration. His response is always, always: “Let me check my calendar.”
Yesterday, he worked on my computer at his home for two hours with his children playing in the next room.
He’s my very good friend — and, he does not want payment.
So, I’ll take him to lunch next week. It’s not much, I realize.
Life is moving so quickly. I am lucky to feel how important it is to pay attention.