I recently have reconnected with many old friends from high school, college and
early work/life/church days. I think so lovingly of so many of them, have such a
dear place in my heart for their friendships back then (and it turns out, now as well).
I don’t know what it is about the connection, but it is strong and filled with a simple
joy and happiness that makes me smile.
There is only one that gives me pause, makes me have to stop
and think about what my response is going to be. There was some pain there, some
feelings of betrayal and disregard that makes me cautious. But I thought about
forgiveness and how I would go about doing that in this case and came up with
what I had learned many years ago during my divorce, which is to move towards
hoping the best for the person. You can see that thought in the napkin from yesterday
But for the rest I have no such hesitation. I am happy to have them as friends and smile
when I think of how they love me for no good reason.