Today was designed to be a wonderfully uneventful day–if you look at my calendar, that is. Of course, the universe often has plans of its own. Mind you, I’m not complaining. The universe’s plans eventually turn out to be much better than my own.
Today I was visited by someone I haven’t seen in a while. This is someone I fiercely admire. By simply living her life, she has taught me so many lessons: on fighting for what you believe in, on admitting you’ve stumbled and looking for better ways, on accepting your limitations and learning to overcome them, on thriving in whichever environment you may find yourself in, on recognizing the importance of what you do, on letting go of the superficial, on the inner strength that resides in all of us.
Today, I thank the universe for sending my way this wonderful reminder, this very timely push that I didn’t know I needed. More than that, I thank the universe for the privilege of having the most awesome woman I know as a friend.
When Saturday brought us together, it was a bundle of energy and excitement. It knew just how much we were all looking forward to spending the day with old friends. Saturday was all about catching up with each other, sometimes laughing, sometimes serious, sometimes pondering, always underscored by genuine love, concern and mutual respect. Conversations punctuated with mmms and aaahhs as we kept on eating and eating – just a little more cake, some more of those chips, or one more buffalo wing – always more.
Caught in an endless moment of friendship, we didn’t notice as Saturday quietly slipped into Sunday. It tiptoed its way; the faint sound of its light footsteps easily drowned by our stories and laughter. Before we knew it, the sun was peeking out and it was time to answer the last question, reminisce that last anecdote, and take that mandatory group picture for those who couldn’t make it.
Seeing our hearts filled, Sunday lovingly ushered us home. Our hearts were quiet, joyful, and content within the bonds of the strongest of friendships.