Today I pray.
Yesterday as the rest of the world was preparing for backyard cookouts, flying flags and watching fireworks I got a call from a friend in Bloomington. She shared her brother-in-law had been in a fatal car accident the night before and she was flying to Dallas in the morning to be with her sister and three nephews.
Stop.
Breathe.
Pray.
Life became a whole lot more in focus in that moment.
The impermanence of anything solid was very real. Each. moment. matters. Every. single. day.
The mug shown above is one of a pair that I painted in Bloomington before I left for Dallas three years ago. They are not identical. They are opposites. I gave one to this friend as we always met for coffee to share our stories and our lives. She is a soul sister to me. The bottom has both our names and the date. When we use our respective mugs we think of one another and we're grateful for our friendship - even across the miles.
When she arrives in Dallas to be with her family in their time of need, I'll be here for her. For coffee, for a shoulder, for a quiet, soft place to land in the upended reality she is living.
Friendship doesn't end with miles. It actually becomes more meaningful.
Cannot wait to give her a hug and tell her everything will be okay.
Amen.
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