This late morning the phone rang, an unknown number of a portable. My eldest friend telling me that he is in town, sadly not because of a happy occasion, but staying in hospital. He was admitted end of last week, sent over by his family doctor because the pressure in one eye was too high. In the specialized clinic they told him that he could go home but would surely have to return within 48 hours, or could stay now and have treatment at once. So he stayed, was operated and is recovering now.
Today he was able and in the mood to phone someone and he phoned me, of course his wife had been there. He’s a bit older than me, in the beginning of his fifties. We chatted for some hours, über Gott und die Welt. He’s serving as mayor in a small town to the North and it was very interesting to see his point of view on some things; we chatted about old friends and both realized the blank spaces left by some who went ahead.
It was very nice to feel that nearness and trust, unharmed by time and geographical distance and very different lives.