Tonight I caught up with friends of mine. Friends I haven’t seen in five months even though I love this couple dearly. Friends that I adore and enjoy swapping stories about love and the challenges of life. Friends that I wish I could see more often, for their energy connects deep and they are a wonderful, beautiful couple. I am thankful for having them in my life.
The intellectually stimulating, gracious and big hearted gentleman I’ve know for nearly two decades now. (Wow. Shit. Really? Gosh I’m getting old! Gulp. Yes. 17 years is closer to 2 decades than one. Yikes. Yes, I’m sitting here in a bit of shock….) He is an amazing old soul with a unique perspective on life. He manages to always find a perspective that others likely miss. I love sharing stories with him. I love to hear his perspectives. He is one who always helps me dig deeper.
His gorgeous, loving, amazing (and perfect) wife I’ve known for about 7-8 years now. She really is perfect for my old friend. They are the cutest couple I know. Supportive and loving even in stressful moments. Affectionate and kind with their actions and their words. She completes him and he completes her.
And now, they are pregnant. I couldn’t be happier for them. What an amazing new adventure they will have together. I can’t wait to be a part of it!
I share these details because I love these two people and when I spend time with them, everything else falls away. It’s necessary to understand how big this couple is in my life, even though we don’t spend a lot of time together. It’s necessary to understand how they affect me and my moments with them.
Quite simply: We dig deeper together. Politics, life, love, sex, family, taxes, death…you name it we will talk about it. Emotions flow. White light surrounds us and we are in our little bubble. We enjoy some food and a little drink and then dive ever deeper. We pause and dig into dessert and tea, even if it’s 12:30am….because that’s just what we do. We get lost in the words, in the company. We forget about time and before we know it, four hours have passed…..then another 2 and it all felt like a blink of an eye.
Moments with your oldest, bestest friends.
Moments where time loses its meaning.
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