Blessing #2: Friendship
I am so grateful for my friends, from the ones whose family met up with mine at Fazoli's, to the ones who just spent a ton of time with me, holed up in a bathroom - they are a G-dsend.
Maybe I met you on the map, painted onto the blacktop.
Maybe I met you at a family get-together.
Maybe I met you on an airplane, on the way to Korea.
Maybe I met you while sitting in the cafeteria.
Maybe I met you through other friends.
Maybe I met you doing music.
Maybe I met you by crashing your birthday party.
Maybe, along the same lines, I met you by crashing your TESOL party.
Maybe I met you at work.
Wherever I met you, I'm very grateful to you right now.
I want to take a moment to recount something I saw the other day that got me thinking about how special my friends are.
I was eating lunch at Han's Deli (The links give info on a Han's Deli in a DIFFERENT town, but it's the only one I could find.), which isn't a deli at all, when this group of two families came in. They promptly separated - adults and kids. They were all smiles, apparently used to this setting. This was definitely not their first time doing this.
I watched as the adults chatted, seemingly grateful for the reprise of a safe location in which they could be adults. The kids seemed quite content to do their own thing (I kept a sharp eye out for any hint of "Finger Mother, May I?" - I saw it not).
I couldn't help but smile, because I had lived out this scenario, too. Growing up, my family met up with another at Fazoli's for "Italian" fast-food, endless breadsticks, and hours of contained, adult-child segregation. Honestly, meeting them at Fazoli's afterward was the only thing I enjoyed about church back then. Our families have managed to keep in touch over the years, and, while the relationship now looks very different, I feel that the Fazoli's meetings laid a groundwork for a relationship that can be picked up at a moment's notice, no matter how many years have lapsed. I pray the same will happen for the family I observed at Han's Deli.
Where did your most treasured friendships begin?
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