We settled into an easy conversation, without the need for pedestrian how-are-yous. Two friends, catching up. We haven’t seen each other in a year. So much has changed, and yet so little.
You had your crisis, I had mine. You helped me out when I was stuck. I only hope what little I had to offer back then gave you some measure of comfort too.
Perhaps, we’ve both emerged a little wiser. A little less naïve. A lot more accepting of the imperfections that make us who we are.
It seems fitting, our reunion in the new year. I hope your path of Zen is filled with pleasant surprises, good food, meaningful relationships, and peace. I know you wouldn’t want it any other way.
Friend, I have missed you, and I am glad you are back.