Pink and Green Thursday: Birds of a Feather

With our move home to New Orleans getting closer by the minute, I find myself often reflecting on friendships.  Mostly, I find myself thinking "how did I get so lucky to have the world's greatest friends?" 

I remember when I graduated from college feeling like I'd never again have friendships as true and wonderful as the friendships I made at Loyola.  How could it possibly be?  And when we moved here to Beaufort, I told Mark that I didn't want to make new friends.  I just wanted my old friends back.  It was a tad dramatic, I admit, but there's something scary in the world of friendships about the great unknown.

And four years later, as I watch the final months of our time here vanish before my eyes, I couldn't be more grateful for the friendships we found here.  I often feel like we were meant to be here and meant to find these people because they have enriched our lives in so many ways.  And it makes me sad to leave them, and it makes me nervous and anxious about developing new friendships when we get home.  Life really does repeat itself, doesn't it?

I guess I often wonder how I got so lucky.  And is it like catching lighting in a bottle to have been lucky enough to find amazing friends like the ones I have known throughout my life?  We seem to have common interests, common goals, and most importantly, common values.  I see a little of myself in each of them, and I see them in me. 

And I wonder, did that happen over time?  Did we learn from each other and improve each other, all the while improving ourselves?  Or like birds of a feather, are we simply drawn to people who are like us? 

I'm not sure of the answer, but I know one thing: birds of a feather stick together.  And I am confident that neither time nor space can take me aways from my girls.

  

 

 

 

 

  

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