I had a 3-hour coffee date yesterday with three friends. We had all been in a weekly Women’s Group together for four years or so, and ended our little group last year when various commitments were pulling us in different directions. Over lattes at a book store yesterday morning, we each took a turn and caught the others up on the events of our lives over the past year. The time flew by, and I was regretful that I had to leave to pick my boys up from school. I would love to have stayed all day!
Then, later that evening, Super Hubs and I went to dinner at another couple’s house; friends whom we have known for half a decade yet haven’t connected with in a while. We shared a meal of turkey chili, crusty bread and good wine, and talked and relaxed.
It was a Friendship-Filled Day. A very good day. It made me reflect on how lovely it is to have friendships with whom, no matter how much time has passed, you can pick up right where you left off.
Oh, the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person; having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but to pour them all out, just as they are, chaff and grain together, knowing that a faithful hand will take and sift them, keep what’s worth keeping, and then, with the breath of kindness, blow the rest away. (George Eliot)
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That was a nice way to spend a day
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