With most of the country experiencing record high temperatures this summer, I know that you’ll likely relate to how it feels to be outside for a short while and come inside to the relief of an air conditioned space. I’ve been slaving outdoors (figuratively) in the heat of the world wide web, trying to come up with a cooler place to house my blog. Congratulations.. you have managed to find it. Ahhhh.. dontcha feel the comfort of the new digs already? I’ve cooled it down for you and made things cozy, i’ll even offer you a cup of coffee or a glass of iced tea to be hospitable. I appreciate you coming with me.
And now that we’re here and you have a beverage.. let’s chat about friendships. I’ve been blessed over the years to have many people come into my life and while some of the friendships have lasted longer than others, i’m grateful for them all. They all have a purpose, they all teach you something and they all leave an imprint on your heart in some way or another. Ain’t that grand?
To prove my point, i’ll give you an example. I was on Facebook earlier and was interacting with someone I just added when a mutual friend piped into our dialogue. I hadn’t realized we had this friend in common but it was assuring that my new friendship would likely be interesting as well as fun since SHE liked her too! My friend, Kathy sort of electronically vouched for my lack of sanity to my new stabby mate and I had to show my appreciation. It went a little like this:
ME: Kathy.. I love that you put up with me. 🙂
KATHY: I put you right up in a mason jar, my dear, on my shelf. 😉
Now first of all, I have a great sense of love for someone who can appreciate the fine art of using an emoticon but Kathy took it a step further. She used a Southernism on me and she ain’t even Southern! She’s obviously been my friend long enough that some of my bad ways have rubbed off on her. She has the wit and the intellect to use my own idiosyncratic behaviors against me and she didn’t even have to end it with a “bless your heart”!
YANKEE, n. In Europe, an American. In the Northern States of our Union, a New Englander. In the Southern States the word is unknown.
(See DAMNYANK.) ~ Ambrose Bierce