“By chance we met, by choice we become friend”
Moving is not easy. Moving to a place where I knew a very limited number of people is harder yet. I have whined here about this a few times and said something like old friends were so much easier than new friends.
Old friends are still easier but I’m beginning to realize few things about the women who are becoming new friends.
What if my new friends have come into my life at a time when I need to rehash the past? Maybe there are some things back there I need to think about now in my more “mature” years?
A conversation I had last week with one of my wonderful new friends that took a turn into both of our past. I don’t think either one of us expected to have the conversation that happened after I asked some questions about her younger days. Turns out, we’d both experienced similar hurtful experiences and both struggle forgiving and forgetting.
That conversation has stayed in the back of my mind.
I’m beginning to see my new friends bring completely different points of view to my past and I bring my unique views to theirs. We may not be old friends but we are friends now. I think we’ve found each other exactly at a time when we need each other the most.
Maybe it’s not only teachers who show up at the time when we are ready for them? Maybe my friends have always been my best teachers and I never realized that fact. Maybe it’s one more example of God providing the perfect gift at a time when I never realized I needed it.
“Female friendships that work are relationships in which women help each other belong to themselves.”
― Louise Bernikow
Thank you, Debbie Long, for letting me use your photo of your beautiful vacation heart collection. It is the perfect collection for a very special and wonderful woman. Thank you. Love you.