I am one of "those people".
You know the ones - the ones who believe that things happen for a reason.
That peoples' paths cross for a reason.
That people say things, write things, try to re-connect - all for a reason.
The Baron thinks that I'm one of "those people" because I read too much into every little thing. That I focus on the minutia. That I think too much.
I do not believe that anyone can think too much. It is my belief that if the majority of people only spent a little more time reflecting on things, the world could potentially be a much better place.
In this vein, I must give credence to the e-mail received yesterday from an old friend of mine. We haven't chatted much as of late, though we've had no falling out; there are no hard feelings being harbored here.
We just have two lives that I thought didn't intersect at all in the Grand Venn diagram.
Yet, when I watched what she had sent me, I knew immediately that regardless of the lack of contact, there is a thread - fine as silk and strong as steel - woven between our lives that neither distance nor time will never weaken.
It is the transcendence of friendship, and it is eternal and beautiful and spiritual.
You know the ones - the ones who believe that things happen for a reason.
That peoples' paths cross for a reason.
That people say things, write things, try to re-connect - all for a reason.
The Baron thinks that I'm one of "those people" because I read too much into every little thing. That I focus on the minutia. That I think too much.
I do not believe that anyone can think too much. It is my belief that if the majority of people only spent a little more time reflecting on things, the world could potentially be a much better place.
In this vein, I must give credence to the e-mail received yesterday from an old friend of mine. We haven't chatted much as of late, though we've had no falling out; there are no hard feelings being harbored here.
We just have two lives that I thought didn't intersect at all in the Grand Venn diagram.
Yet, when I watched what she had sent me, I knew immediately that regardless of the lack of contact, there is a thread - fine as silk and strong as steel - woven between our lives that neither distance nor time will never weaken.
It is the transcendence of friendship, and it is eternal and beautiful and spiritual.
Take a look, and in the spirit of the season, think of sending this gift of appreciation and admiration to one of your long-ago friends...
