Friends

I’ve made some new friends lately. It’s been as my little one says, accidentally on purpose. And as opposed to relatives with whom you get stuck, these friends I have hand picked. What’s great about my new friends is that first and foremost, I respect them. I honor their simple presence and accomplishments, something I hadn’t thought of or had to experience before. I do this because, while our meeting was somewhat by chance, it was framed with a specific intent and only those who I could potentially respect replied.

Secondly, as you’re supposed to do with friends in general, I enjoy them. They’re fascinating people. Fearless, imaginative, smart and far surpass my minimum requirement for friendship by being ridiculously funny. I’m so enraptured with them I find myself smiling at the most obscure times just remembering something intuitive or particularly sage that was said.

Finally I’m grateful for my friends. I tend to walk this walk often, thanking God (call s/he/it whatever you want) for all my blessings even the ones disguised as curses so I can learn from them, on a daily basis. I don’t go hog wild with this. It’s just a brief nod to the heavens saying thanks. And as is the case for my family, I pray for the continued health and safety of my friends.

I have had a life without them. And no matter how long our friendship lasts or how far along the journey we travel, I feel incredibly lucky to have had the chance to get to know them at all, be a part of their life as they have become a part of mine. .