"...In all the old, familiar places that this heart of mine embraces all day through..."
One of the hardest things to do (epecially for me) is making friends. I didn't really have many friends when I was younger - but that was forceful choice. I kept everyone at arms lengths for a variety of reasons. However, during college - that's when I started to really make friends... Some were those who were only for a season, and some were for a specific reason. A few will be my friends for a lifetime. ALL of them taught me lessons that I will carry with me wherever I go.
I met some in the School of Music at FSU. I met some in the dorm I lived in. I met some in the campus minstry I was involved in. I met a few in a couple of the churches I attended and met many in TaeKwonDo. I've mentored some, been counseled by some, been kissed by a few, hugged by a bunch, trusted by some and confided in some. I believe; however, that at one point or another that I have been loved by all in some form or fashion.
One drawback to all these friends: they are not nearby. Either they moved away, or stayed when I moved. 4 months ago, I moved to a new and unfamiliar city where I aquainted with only one person. I moved to a place in my life where there is a need to make new friends, but the ability to do so has proven difficult. Learning to trust new hearts wasn't a lesson that I wanted undergo again in my lifetime. It is so scary for me. I've learned that with trust come a great chance for being hurt, but without it - it lessens the chance to love and be loved.
I have found that even the smallest things create in me such a longing for the touch of a friend, and I begin to miss them so much. The sights and sounds of Starbucks (perhaps that's really why i find myself there so often), a beautiful sunset, the smell of burning leaves, the touch of a cool breeze...the knowledge of their sadness. Or perhaps nothing at all - just a stroll down memory lane.
So, my friends - with all my heart, I miss you.
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