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On this day I go to meet my old friend once again. About 40 years I believe that friendship has lasted...don't see much of one another for long periods. We are not separated by design, we are separated by the search of our own adventure. Our adventures are totally different but in many ways the same. Never knowing what we will find or experience but expecting nothing but the observations we share along the way.
We live in a wonderful world that is full of beauty, charm and yes adventure. There is no end to the adventures that we can have if only we seek them with our eyes. I have a well placed Sexton in my study and any time I feel lost it reminds me that life is the great adventure. Life experiences with the risk is what defines the character. Life has become my friend. At times I become disconnected from her lessons, but when we meet again and embrace, our conversation will pick up at the very point where we left off. That's a true friend.
Darkness is beginning to fall, but I see a faint light in the doorway that reflects the shadow of my friendship. We embrace and our conversation begins just where we last left off...
Here is to Friendship...my dear friend down on St Ann Street.
Ego, my friends call me Doc
St Anne..has given you a friendship that has lasted with regard to life ..and will continue ..Merci for a calming story Ego 🌾
ReplyDeleteWhen you've been to Bedlam and part way back, like many of us, then Ann's embrace is solace to a worn-out soul. I'm wondering if I know the same Ann as you, Dr. Ego.
ReplyDeleteThe Ann I know is a salty lass, prone to speak her mind, and not afraid of very much. but as nice as a chocolate bar, or a birch tree in autumn.
That's a nice tale, Dr. Ego -- as if you've been consorting with an angel.
Ebenezer
Skylark is calling me...I discovered this little haven in Fairhaven Wa State 12 years ago. The decor reminds me of a French Madame's Boudoir.
ReplyDeleteMama is a chef and attracts fine professional clientele, some are always willing to have a good philosophical chat, and a game of chess.
I like to watch, while I enjoy a fine wine. :) It's 35 miles away from home, but worth it. Hopefully it hasn't change since my last visit last summer. By the way the hiking trails are gorgeous. CatDG
"but when we meet again and embrace, our conversation will pick up at the very point where we left off. That's a true friend."
ReplyDeleteWe all have a friend so intimate as this, and that is the friendship which gives a worth to life, a place for sharing.
This is a beautiful post
Life does have many twists and turns...many roads; some we take alone, but the ones that connect us, by choice, or divine intervention, to one that brings the meaning and purpose of life into perspective are the jewels we pickup along the road, and carry in our pockets...like your friend on St. Ann Street, or you Sexton. There will always be risks, but just knowing that at the end of the road, or beyond the door, that light sneaking in will guide you where you need to be...safe, more alive and free. What a beautiful story, Doc...Thank you so much for sharing that!
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