Thought of 2 old acquaintances in passing earlier today. One of them because I saw a Youtube video about my homeland that made my heart ache. The other because I was reminded of that friend.
Lo and behold. A series of photographs on Facebook just this evening. Both of them. And one more who is a colleague.
Just now, as I was driving Hubby to work (yes, at 11:30pm), I thought of the women I know as friends. The ones whom I truly understand, and whom I think understand a greater part of me than most can. Some because of shared experiences, and some because of common experiences.
There are a few with whom I hardly speak. I have not seen them in years. There are some I see very regularly. No matter how interspersed the intervals between meetings, there is always a sense of kinship. The sort of bond that no one can describe except to call it "friendship".
There are also some people I always think of at the end of the year. These are the ones that I will regret not having time for, or the courage to keep in my life, but I do so knowingly, and understand what must be paid.
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