May 6, 2010

Bread and Water

Those are not my smokes.

Getting more blurry as the evening rolls on. Good wine.

Recently, my sister and I got together with a friend of ours we hadn’t seen in eighteen years. Eighteen years… How did that happen? An added bonus, to the already amazingly satisfying reunion, occurred later in the evening, when another long lost pal suddenly breezed through the restaurant door (as secretly arranged by friend #1). I love that… when I reconnect with someone after a long while and it feels as though no time has passed at all. Sure things have changed. A couple of us need reading glasses now when perusing the wine list, a parent or two have passed away, hearts have been broken, mended and/or revived (you know… life moves on), but still, after all these years, I feel safe. At home. Welcome. The conversation picks up where it ended and it flows as naturally as taking a breath.

And that, regardless of how blessed I am to have been in this position on more than one occasion, is a very special thing.

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2 Responses to “”

  1. Dennise said

    good food, good drink and good friends = a perfect evening

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