Make new friends, but keep the old, one is silver and the other’s gold….
So this week I’m grateful for old friends, the friendships that grow deeper with time and don’t seem to suffer from neglect or distance.
- for Dina in New Jersey (pictured with me outside her parents home in Ohio in 1992, friend since probably 1989) who called late Friday evening to talk about a book she was reading. Wonderful to hear her voice, to rediscover some parallel threads in our lives and thoughts.
- for Heather in California, my first friend at college, met in 1988, and probably the most faithful and loyal friend I’ll ever have. She emailed “I’d like to come visit with my family and we’ve picked out some dates in August.” Knowing I’d be thrilled to host her, she took the initiative to start scheduling her visit.
- for Andy in Ann Arbor, known since 1993, who knew I’d love to visit a granite wholesaler in Wixom with him yesterday. We both marvelled at the astonishing variety of color, grain, pattern, flow in the granite slabs. A feast for the eyes.
