Tuesday, November 23, 2010
My friends amuse and comfort me. Friday late dinner, and as usual the wait staff has to tell us it's time to leave because they are closing. The three of us together never run out of conversation. For a year or two our friendship was strained by an event that altered all of our lives in a very personal way. One of the things that initially brought us together left us bereft and reeling, so sudden and stunning an event that although we initially became closer, in time we bagan to drift apart, two of us still in the same boat, one of us barely treading water. Yet somehow we knew that 16 years of friendship could not end, that somehow it was better to continue to meet and work through the pain together than to be forever without each other's companionship. Although we are not all in the same boat any longer, we can come to shore and walk along the water's edge together and feel as one unit for a bit. There is no better way to spend time than with people who amuse and comfort.