Friday, July 17, 2009

Forces of the universe

A reason, a season or a many influences in my life just arrive. And if I'm cognizant enough to be paying attention, it makes a difference. A BIG difference.

H, you are my inspiration. On my worst day, you remind me that it's the best day in so many other worlds. It's been 5 years, and you are my electronic lifeline of perspective.

L, you are my safe, funky, girl-power comfort zone. No matter how much time passes between our visits, it's always there -- fun, supportive, and energizing.

E, you're here for a reason. Even though I alternate between typographically castigating you and bowing to your veiled wisdom, you are one of the best things about Facebook in my life.

D, you represent (in the best way) the gene pool that contributed to who I am today. Whatever the forces of the universe that bring us closer together at seemingly random junctions, I'm glad you own a piece of my heart. Your dad was simply the admission ticket to the biopic.

K, you remind me every time you venture down here into the suburbs from your hip, urban haven that material wealth is overrated. I know you would trade places with me in a heartbeat, and -- although I think sometimes I would do the same with you -- it's good to know that.

L/M, you are uniquely a source of inspiration and frustration. Just when I want to kill you, I have a moment of recognition -- of your unconditional love, support, and willingness to give to me what you don't give freely to others.

At a time when I need to constantly remind myself to keep my eyes firmly focused on the horizon and not the shoreline shrinking from sight over my shoulder, I appreciate the intriguing forces at play in my life.

1 comment:

Tara R. said...

Sounds like you have some fabulous friends.