I have this friend, and she lives too far away, you see. It’s only a few hours, but with life and work and spouses and family time fills quickly, and the spaces left for each other are few, as it is with most things these days. But her and I, she and me, when we do find the time to connect it’s real. It’s whole and wonderful and complete. And it’s as if time really is simply turning in a circle. Friendships like this are rare, and space that can be filled with easy quiet or raucous laughter interchangeably, is even more so. I could sit forever in silence with this gem of a lady and still feel as though I’ve shared my soul (though I thoroughly enjoy our conversation, and the laugh-until-your-face-hurts-and-your-muscles-give-out humor that comes with it). I wholeheartedly treasure her presence in my life, and every single fleeting moment we spend in each other’s company.
A few snapshots of morning coffee with my dear friend, Anda (more to come of this girl soon!):
“…..and both of them remained floating in an empty universe where the only everyday & eternal reality was love…..”
. ~Gabriel Garcia Marquez
Edited to add these Polaroid 440 film scans from our time together: