In less than a week my dear friend, Wendy, comes to stay in my home for four days.
I cannot wait!
Wendy blisses out over art, as do I.
Wendy finds glee in studying and tasting an excellent vino, note-taking and all, as do I.
Wendy is up for a serendipitous and spontaneous adventure, as am I.
Wendy rhapsodizes over masterful art museums, stoic European ruins, dazzling French countryside, creamy Italian gelato, English fish 'n chips, driving Ireland's wildly narrow rural roads, musty majestic cathedrals, and ancient hilltop castles. As do I.
We talk for hours (which feel like minutes), feeding off one another, animatedly gesturing as we talk, sharing joy and pain and the knowledge and mystical sense of history innate in all of these mutual interests of ours.
When we finally reach the end of our sharing, we are ecstatic.
Effervescent co-mingling of ideas creates its own masterpiece, one that uniquely touches our engaged human hearts.
Precious friendships like ours break up the ordinariness of life, infusing it with color and challenge, as well as deep satisfaction.
I hope you have a friend like Wendy. Even better, I hope you are a friend like Wendy.
Enthusiastic and ever young.
