Friendship

I had coffee with an old friend today. A friend that I once shared a zip code with for one glorious year, and now have to rest knowing he is quite far away in the Pacific Northwest. It was a wonderful time of laughing and conversation. I have not felt so challenged in quite some time. He let me ramble about the oddities of life right now, and called me out in areas that I need to be prodded in. He also, with quiet firmness, assured me of my areas of strength. I almost cried in the middle of starbucks as this man, this good friend, listed the desires of my heart that he sees in me. Desires and hopes that I had somehow lost, or quieted in the busyness of life.
As I drove home reflecting on our time together, I can't help but grin as I think about our friendship. He has grown into such an adult; a wise old man. I marvel at who he now is and where we came from. I planned the coffee date to check in on his life; try and be a listening ear. Turns out, he just became the therapist Kari suggested. So while a countryside generally seperates us, I can't wait until Monday when I see him again. Because I think I want to be the girl he sees in me.