Sometimes, I have grand ideas of writing a perfectly eloquent blog post--one that exactly expresses the thoughts and feelings I'm having, one that shares universal truths in a way that anyone reading would feel compelled to comment: "I know what you mean!" Then I stare at the blank screen, with the blinking cursor daring me to attempt to put my heart into the written word.
Today, I try again.
At church this afternoon, some individuals mentioned how thankful they were for friends who helped them during difficult times, as well as happy times. I found myself mentally recollecting the many people I've known throughout my life, and the fond memories I have of them. Just then, my youngest daughter nudged me and gestured for me to look behind us. Sitting a few rows back was one of "my" young women, someone I knew from when we lived in another state and I taught the teenage girls in our church ward. I quickly motioned for her to come sit with us, and I found myself smiling throughout the rest of the meeting.
I remember when we moved to that small town years ago. I received the shock of my life by being asked, very shortly after we moved in, to be the young women president, which basically meant I was responsible for the teenage girls. What a great group of young women! They accepted this stranger into their midst, and I grew to love them.
Recently, one of those girls moved to the area where I now live. Of course, now she's grown and a mom herself. We've met for lunch and chatted, and today she surprised me by showing up at church. (We attend different congregations, as we live in different geographical ward boundaries.) I'm delighted to have the chance to reconnect with this sweet friend.
How about you? Have you had an opportunity to cross paths again with people from your past?
Thankful thought: Thanks for friends, and for crossed paths!
Today, I try again.
At church this afternoon, some individuals mentioned how thankful they were for friends who helped them during difficult times, as well as happy times. I found myself mentally recollecting the many people I've known throughout my life, and the fond memories I have of them. Just then, my youngest daughter nudged me and gestured for me to look behind us. Sitting a few rows back was one of "my" young women, someone I knew from when we lived in another state and I taught the teenage girls in our church ward. I quickly motioned for her to come sit with us, and I found myself smiling throughout the rest of the meeting.
I remember when we moved to that small town years ago. I received the shock of my life by being asked, very shortly after we moved in, to be the young women president, which basically meant I was responsible for the teenage girls. What a great group of young women! They accepted this stranger into their midst, and I grew to love them.
Recently, one of those girls moved to the area where I now live. Of course, now she's grown and a mom herself. We've met for lunch and chatted, and today she surprised me by showing up at church. (We attend different congregations, as we live in different geographical ward boundaries.) I'm delighted to have the chance to reconnect with this sweet friend.
How about you? Have you had an opportunity to cross paths again with people from your past?
Thankful thought: Thanks for friends, and for crossed paths!
How wonderfull you two met up again. Great story!
ReplyDeleteI have no girlfriends, never had really. I wish a had, but I can't force myself on someone.
Woman of my age already have their group of friends and rarely is place for a new one.
I'll just keep it with my bloggingfriends.