Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Chords

I just talked to one of the loveliest people in my life.

A dear friend since my freshmen year of college when we did crazy funny things together.

A woman who has faced a lot in life and in past relationships and very recently has been blessed with a man that matches her perfectly!

I can't get over it! And I can't get over my excitement for her. She's persevered through a lot and this blessing is spilling over.

It's always sweet to see close friends experiencing joy and happiness. Something good. It is possible that those moments of joy and perfection still exist. I love knowing their joy, anyone, whether it's following a lifelong dream or falling in love or making peace with something in their past. Tiny glimpses of hope which remind me to not let the darkness and dullness of day to day life ever erase my passion and joy.

Most of all, I love talking to my friends, the ones I've known for two or more years on the phone and laughing and talking together. I have always been odd about the friends I stay in touch with. They tend to be not drama-ish and real and honest. They tend to see me for what I am and love me in ways I couldn't ask or expect. It just works. They know my past and some of my struggles, but it doesn't get in the way of how they view me. Those friends I stay in contact with just get me.

And yet at the same time, each of them are so different than the other! No two of my good friends are anything at all alike and the variations and colors that their personalities offer bring me such interesting perspectives and joy. It's like, having children and loving each one because they all have something different and unique to offer. Except having way good friends.

In any case. It's refreshing to talk to old friends and I appreciate their effort to remain in contact with me especially when they're busy or tired or sad or don't like talking on the phone. Their voices remind me of winds of love. Love that washes across miles and phones and days and years. Love that strikes a deep chord of familiarity and a sort of being in tune with other people that helps you remember you aren't quite alone. That in itself is nothing short of amazing.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

haha

man i love when you write like this..

not just because of my cameo as the phone hater..

but your passion comes through..

i love your passionate writings jillo