I do not claim to understand life. The living and breathing and moving of it.
The heart of it and soul in it and soul in us.
Mystery this.
How we live in the moments and the clock tick-tocks them away faster than we can say hickory-dickory-dock and wraps them up into memory packages for us to unwrap and relive and revel in on down the road.
I’ve learned a teensy, teensy bit in these forty years to slow down and step into soaking in the surreal of special days spent with the people in my life.
And that’s the thing about longtime comrade friends; we have history.
We have laughter and funny expressions and heart-to-heart words and tears and frustrations we’ve spilled out when life felt wonky for one of us. We’ve cooked beside each other and ate pizza and watched movies.
There’s been games played and ice thrown in faces. We’ve run out of gas and searched out all things pumpkin spice. We’ve sighed over laundry woes and admired cute sandals.
There’s been shared hummus and Pepsi to drink. We’ve traded books back and forth and texted a time or ten thousand. We’ve walked hospital halls and shopped in malls.
There’s been cookies or casseroles or cut flowers dropped off on doorsteps.
We’ve prayed prayers and said, “I care.” We’ve gifted champagne and strawberries to the newly married couple and carefully folded tiny shirts and jackets and dresses for our babies.
We’ve laughed over little people antics and written a date on our planner to go get pedicures.
We’ve jotted a few lines on a card and lined up and taken pictures too. We’ve thrown surprise birthday parties and regular parties and all the time I didn’t really realize the kaleidoscope of happy we were collecting.
And I wonder if maybe these words spoken to Frodo don’t about sum it all up with a felt flower on top….
You can trust us to stick with you through thick and thin–to the bitter end. And you can trust us to keep any secret of yours–closer than you keep it yourself. But you cannot trust us to let you face trouble alone, and go off without a word. We are your friends. ~ J.R.R. Tolkien
Celebrations + laughter + trouble + hardships + compassion + doing = Friendship.
Friendship is like a bank account. You can’t continue to draw on it without making deposits. ~ unknown
And these things don’t happen overnight. We’ve done all these things, yes. But not every day. Not every week. Here and there through the years, weaving together a beautiful tapestry of relationship and memories and together times.
All relationships take time and investment. Very few things in life happen instantly or quickly. “Get Rich Quick” rarely is reality.
It’s done my heart good to pause and reflect on the blessing friendship has been in my life.
How has friendship blessed you? Whether it’s a life-long friend or a newly developing relationship?
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