What a gift it is to have lifetime friends, people you can sit with and say, “Remember when you said. . .? Remember what she did. . .? Remember how he used to always. . .?”
People you can look in the eye and see not only a reflection of who you are in this moment, but also a reflection of who you have been–a year ago, five, ten, twenty.
People who know too much about you, who remember you before you settled adulthood’s masks into place, and they still love you, love you more for who you’ve been and who you’ve become.
People you can look at and see the butterfly of the now, but in whom can you identify the caterpillar of the past–and you love the butterfly, and the caterpillar, too.
People who know just which questions to ask.
People who help you live in this moment–with their laughter, their thoughtful eyes, their conversation. People who draw you into the realm of memory. People who help you envision the future. People who help you to live in all those layers at once.
1. Living in those layers of time (past, present, future) with people I love and trust
2. People who know my warts and rough edges and love me anyway
3. The way the next generation at reunions also gathers with ease and comfort, enjoying each other
4. Peaches and ice cream
5. Crisp, cool mornings
May we walk in Beauty!