Friends

Many times during the day, I remind myself that my friends are there.  They are present in the periphery of my vision and awareness, a constant part of my heart, on the margins of my attention.   I am alone, but not truly isolated.

From time to time, we call out to one another, “Here I am,” and reassure one another of our continuing presence.   For me, it is comforting, supportive to be allowed to be a friend.   I am grateful that my companions  also carry me in their heart and allow me to be present in their lives, a meaningful part of their days as they are in mine.

We need not be physically present to one another, pleasant as that is.  But they are a felt presence in my world.   Just as I want to be a welcome presence in theirs.