Friendships

Had lunch with a friend from way, way back. While waiting for our food at the counter, we saw two other friends from college walking in our direction. It was like being in school again: standing in a lunch room and seeing old friends around.

Friends and friendship. One has to have faith to be able to know what comfort these things are. We are mobile creatures, constantly moving on -- from one phase of life to the next, one state of mind and being to another. But friendships are the ties that bind. They are the strings we hold on to and unfurl as we pass from the familiar to the unfamiliar. They guarantee that things are never completely foreign, and that we find some measure of comfort in this familiarity. Because of them, we are able to find home in ourselves, and we are all the stronger because of it.