I was writing the name of this post and I thought about a passage from a book I’ve read last week.
And I haven’t been able to shake it.
The words ring in my ears. As if they were spoken from my own lips.
They remind me of you. Of us.
Of our friendship.
Of how we are in the world together.
Of all the ways I believe we were destined to be friends.
Like carbon copies of each other.
From another mother/father.
The passage also reminds me of what I wish for the world.
To truly be able to live within ourselves.
Without numbing. Without distraction.
With peace. With clarity.
Thank you my friend.
For daring me to live bolder. To dream bigger.
To open up to my sorrow and pain. To rise above.
For holding me accountable. For seeing me as I really am.
For loving me because of my silly quirks. And for standing with me proudly, when I fall.
For this and so many reasons more, I am honored to call you my friend.
Honored. Blessed. Grateful.