Sometimes this is all you want after a long day, week, month.
The comfort of a friend to whom you can say it all or say none of it. Sipping tea or coffee or wine, whatever the night calls for.
The familiarity that allows a phone call saying, “Hey, mind if I drop by?”
Is there anything so sweet in the world as a visit of a trusted friend? And yet it seems rare, hard to find, easy to lose. Some seasons they are there, and some seasons, they’re not – at least that’s been the pattern I know.
But they are out there, scattered around the globe – Mozambique, England – and some a little closer, but not close enough, those whom I have trusted enough to lay my heart bare.
And tonight, I crave the visit, the nearness. To laugh until we cry. To let the tears fall into safe hands. To speak the impossible dreams to ones who will say, “Go. And we’ll be here all the way.”
*Linking up with Lisa-Jo Baker’s Five Minute Friday.