Spring Will Come...

I spent the first part of Spring Break with a friend in Omaha, NE. It was a needed trip. A journey away from a battlefield and into a home that had warm light spilling from the windows. As I settled into an almost permanent place on my friend's couch, it began to snow. And snow. And snow. I was given a blanket of white winter wonder. It quieted the swirling thoughts a bit. The blanket wrapped me up in the warmth of a home and a friendship. I took sips of the warmth from moment to moment and appreciated the cold contrasts. My friend offered me two really valuable gifts: space to just be and a reassuring reminder of who I am. Ok...there were other gifts taken....I liked the mega cable stations to flip through, snacking on her food, and snuggling with her cat, too.

Linda has known me since 1987. That is a long time. Nineteen years. She's seen me as an aquaintance, a roommate, and a friend. Do you have friends who remind you from time to time who you really are? They are gifts. I hope I am that kind of friend. A warm space in the presence of winter storm warnings. A reminder that spring will come.