When the Beatles sang " I get by with a little help from my friends " ..little did they know that I was going to relive and recreate the magic of their song in my late 20's ..the years I spend just passing through .
One of the best things about having close friends ..other than having someone to share secrets , bad hair days , monday morning blue , sunday evening hues and the occasional tearday with ..is that if we are lucky ...they are just a drive if not a phonecall away .
I visited Lisa this past week . Worked remotely ..and just hung out . We did everything that close friends do ..almost ritualistic ..ate rocky road ice cream , went for a walk with the dogs ..drank smoothies with hemp at a whole foods store ...saw two back to back episodes of greys anatomy ...got frozen drinks at bahama breeze ..heard a book on cd ..made pasta ..gossiped ...took long walks in winter park ..just sat next to each other and surfed ( the internet..lol!) ..went shoe shopping and painted toe nails ...and basically just recharged .Thank god for girlfriends .
If you are ever in Orlando ..I suggest going to Falafel Cafe on East Colonial Drive ..the food is to die for !
Friday I ate lunch with the Spry and Saturday ..JD ,Carol and Camille drove down from tampa .
As we sat in the small Indian restaurant and ate lunch ..I could not help but thing of days ..5 years ago ..when JD and I had not gone to Steamers for weeks together because we couldnt afford to do that anymore ..8 months and still jobless ..our eating out restricted to subway ..no peach slice plus smoothie king trips ...then when we both got our jobs we went and ate lunch at steamers and walked the long walk to campus and took the bus back home ..I guess every friendship has its defining moments that marks the beginning and end ..that might as well been ours ..and then years later as we ate desi food one hot saturday afternoon ..I had a feeling of awe and pride that one can only feel in the company of close friends that have served in the line with you ..
Then Saturday night - Lisa , Angela ,Mirjana and me went to Cheddi's place for his annual pig roast . BBQ food , chips ,cookies , drinks , Carribean Music , Tall Trees in a rustic back yard , the humid florida breeze that plays with your hair ..and a beautiful cloudless night where you can only see the whisper of a moon . Cheddi brought out a bottle of 12 year old rum from Ghayana ....it was like tasting a part of history ..
It made me think about where I was 12 years ago ..and who I was ...a decade ago ..in a different time ..in a different place ..same old me ..different person
On the way home listening to Memoirs of a Geisha ..sayuri said in her gentle japanese accentuated voice that adversity was like a strong gust of wind ...it not only kept us from going where we wanted to be ..but also stripped from us evereything that we tried so hard to clutch on to except what we truly were ...
I thought about the past 10 years and was very happy and thankful for my journey .
I read a poem this weekend that said .." I asked god for strength ..and he gave me difficulties to make me stong ..I asked god for wisdom ..and he gave me problems to solve ..I asked God for Love and he gave me people to help ...I asked God for courage and he gave me danger to face ..I asked God for favors and he gave me opportunities ..
I got nothing I wanted , everything I needed and all my prayers were answered"
Sunday evening drawing to a close - thats pretty much how I felt this past week .
Thank God I have enough .
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