Thoughts 2.

Friends.... friends know things about you that other people 'know, but don't really know...'
And that is just the way it is supposed to be.
Friends know things "deeper".
Friends know things "longer"
and friends can know (sense) things going on before you even speak it outloud to them (grin).

I am fortunate to have a couple of women in my life who are that kind of friend. We share the tiny silly stuff (the 'oh, I really made a fool of myself today' stuff) , and we share the big huge stuff (the 'oh my, I have this amazing good news' kind of stuff).
Yeah.. that kind of friend....

I have a fabulous collection of people in my life whom I really do not see in person all that often,and we don't write every day, but they are friends who will be forever. They are the ones who share my history, and knew me 'back then'. Oh the stories they could tell you...Sara could tell you of wild times in Connecticut, of eating amazing pizza and drinking great beer when the kids were oh so little... and MaryBeth, well she knows all the "Wonderwoman" stories (and a few more that will go unmentioned)... and there is Barbara, also from the Connecticut days, who listened through the divorce/ remarriage/ divorce days.... These are the ones from more than 20 years ago.. And MaryBeth is from about 31 years ago. "
"Old" friends (not old 'people' of course, she smiles) 

There are the friends whom I sing with, and type on facebook with, we laugh and giggle about oh so many things. There are the friends I knit with (some of whom are the same ones I sing with) - and I think we get sillier every single week we meet up (someday I'll tell the story of "guido, the knitting police"..). There are the blog friends, whom I have written back and forth with for 5 years now. Bless all of you for upholding me through these past five years, and cheering me on with my various arts projects.
There are the friends of my children - they keep me young - They tell me if I am 'fashionable' or 'cool', they call and ask my advice, they call me "Mom T". They hang out at my house on breaks and holidays. I love being a haven in their youthful world, and hearing the tales of their lives.
There are the newer friends, the ones whom I feel I am still just 'getting to know',  who make me feel oh so special on my birthday...... and spoil me rotten with goodness... wow... these people make me smile every single time I talk to them.

There are the friends I pass by every day in the building where I work... they comment on my hair, or we chat about the fabulous sunshine, or we laugh about the crazy street band that is playing outside... but they really do not 'know' me...
There are friends whom I chat with for awhile, and they pass close enough to share a story or two, yet their choices take them further away again, and they never really knew me at all... and I wonder where they went..

And then there are the friends that you reach out for, the ones you want to share a giggle with, the ones whom you tell a sorrow to... They may or may not be the ones you see every single day, yet they are the ones who can peek behind the mask of our public persona. They somehow know just when to call.... or to send a card, or email. And they 'get it'. They understand, without words nor demanding of your time, just how deeply you feel things. And thank goodness we never have to do without them.

I am so blessed by all my friends. Gratitude thoughts loom large when I've been saddened by the world. And it helps to ease my befuddlement at 'why' some things must be. I might never really know the answers to all my questions, yet I think that friends help the journey have more meaning. And if I could gather you all here with me today, I would hug each and every one of you, and speak your importance in my heart.

  The yarn in this post was a gift from my friend Lisa. She is a dear friend who knows that I do not spin all that much any more, nor for long periods of time (though I still love the craft, it hurts my hand when I spin for more than half an hour)... and so She spun me this amazing yarn, from fiber that she also hand dyed.  (And yes, she sells this fiber at her business, Dicentra Designs ). It's 220 yards 80/20 Merino Silk yummieness, and I have not yet found a suitable project for it.

Any ideas from all of you, my blog friends?

Comments

[Carole]

A wonderful and thoughtful post about friends. I feel so lucky to call you a friend of mine.

[Chris]

I'm glad to count you among my imaginary internet friends. ;)

GORGEOUS yarn.

[Manise]

I totally second Carole! Park the skein close to you for petting until a project for it jumps out at you. :-)

[jane]

Teyani--nicely spoken! Friends, indeed...aren't we blessed when we know, we KNOW we have them? thankful to count you among mine...even if it is mainly "cyber"...blessings!
jane

[jane]

and...I hope it's ok--I placed a link to your blog on my blog. :)
jane

[Dicentra]

I am, and always shall be, your friend. I am honored to be a friend of yours. Happy knitting!

Lisa

[Ruinwen]

What a beautiful post. I am glad we are "blog friends"...you are a blessing to my life. *hugs* :)

[margene]

There is nothing better in this world than friends whether near or far. You have a very good friend in Lisa. Do you think you could get a small shoulder shawl out of it. Then it could be a constant hug from your friend.

[Jane]

Teyani, your thoughts are just beautiful, like that yarn. A small shawl, as Margene suggested, would be perfect.

[Laurie]

A scarf to wrap around your neck to keep you warm and remind you of love and friends.

Beautiful thoughts. Friends keep us young, connected, alive. Lots of data on that one, too. You can just FEEL that, as you did in your post.