Coming Home to Friends

You need to have people who mean something to you, someone to whom you can turn, knowing that being with them is coming home. The one who understands where you have been, even when you don’t know yourself, the one person in the world who knows what dreams will be. You are lucky to have one of those in a lifetime, even for a brief time.

I had lunch with such a friend today. Two years ago, she retired from the company where I still work and moved to Alabama to live closer to her daughter & granddaughter. Every year, she journeys back north to visit her son and touch base with old friends. I am lucky to be one of them.

We share, we talk, we laugh, we tell the tales of our year. There is a bright energy in the air that goes past reminiscence or the telling of stories. It goes past the sharing of common experiences of our work years together. She knows my heart and plants a flag of faith there; she celebrates my private and public victories like they were her own, and spreads the blanket of compassion over my hurt places. I am more whole after being with her than I am when she arrives.

Thank you, Dee W. I can’t wait to see you again.

PS: Dee~The photo is for your snowman collection….

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2 Responses to Coming Home to Friends

  1. A friend like Dee is priceless, we could all use a friend like her.
    Love the snowman by the way.

  2. Kim says:

    I was surprised by the snowman as well and thought it was a nod to the hailstorm that hit the area the other day. But what a lovely tribute to what sounds like a one-of-a-kind friend. It's important to have people like that in our lives, and you're luck to have her – and her you!

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