…today, I met with an old friend.
It had been a day already. No details … but activities and happenings around me had stirred the silt in my soul and blurred my thought and my heart.
My friend didn’t know any of this. She was eager and anxious and just happy to see me. We talked, we laughed, we discussed, we gripped … we drank coffee and ate ice cream. Even though we hadn’t seen each other in ages, she sat down and we continued our conversation just as if we’d seen each other the day before.
She is a good friend.
She was what I needed in the midst of my life. Sometimes, the people who live day in and day out with us want to be helpful and want to share the load of our lives, and that’s good. But sometimes … sometimes we need a little distance to gain perspective. To take a breath. To grab a few brief moments where the only thing that matters is the here and now. Who I am — not what my life is. What I think — not how I react and interact with everyone and everything around me. She helps me process things that no one in my day-to-day could understand, because they are all too close to the epicenter of life.
So, today was a bag of mixed blessings and struggles. Today is a day that is almost done, but will continue to be a day that needs processing, refining, shifting and filing. But the time with my friend was priceless. Simple. Beautiful. Priceless.
Thanks for taking the time, Sweetheart. You’ll never know how much it meant.