Reunited and It
Feels so Good
This weekend my good friend/ Sister
Aniece and her Fiancé Carla came to visit with their dog tyler.
I know what you’re thinking, “Dréa
speant A whole weekend with people.
I did. And I was Happy to do so. In
fact I’m planning to have a girl’s weekend with my best friend Jennifer Really
soon.
Here is the thing; as much as I Revel
in my hermit-dom, I actually do like “some” people.
And I enjoy spending time with
them. Not all the time! But sometimes…
like once or twice every year or maybe like every three months.
I love to get together with them and
share good food and conversation. Catch up on what’s been going on in their
lives. Gossip as we are apt to do. Maybe do a little shopping and site seeing,
or just split a bottle of wine or a bucket of margaritas.
Yeah, I said a bucket… a really, really
Big bucket.
WE laugh and sometimes shed a tear or
two. We connect to each other spiritual and reaffirm what words can’t really
say.
“I love you.”
“I honor you”
“I trust you”
“I appreciate you”
There is a balm, much like the one in
Gilead, in being with my soul sisters.
Jennifer, Tawania, aniece.
There
is a safty in being in the protective
Circle of my brothers
Corey, Jhonathan, Gary, chris.
I am very rarely that close people (particularly
females.)
That is a uniqueness to that bond.
Being with the people who know me best
and understand… truly understand my need to be separate but together.
To be exactly who I am at all times.
To be silent and moody, loud and juvenile.
Judgemental and unconditional..
A hard ass and a push over.
To have the love and support of people
who knew me before I became “ME”.
Who understand the woman beneath the
showmanship.
It is so good to be able to touch that
point of pure energy and love.
To be grounded to the circle of life
and covered in the peace of just being.
To sit in the darkness under the
watchful eye of the late spring moon and
count fireflies and shooting stars.
To reconnect, to recharge. To reunite.
To strengthen a bond forged in love and
time.
And now I’m done and I can spend some
time absorbing it all.
Being all by myself with the sweet
smell of rain washed earth.
I spent the weekend Loving and being
loved.
Being reminded that I am not alone.
And being happy not only for myself,
but for aniece and Carla and their life and family.
And that has been the best thing.
Being able to see the tangible good in
this world.
