People enter your life for a reason and a season. This was a season of friendship.
I was at a particular low, when a bubbly 21-year old moved into our complex. And for some strange reason, though amid many others, we bonded instantly. She was a breath of fresh air into my otherwise boring life. And soon we were BFFs!
With hubs darling traveling often, this bumblebee made up for uproarious company. Her family too, was only happy that I was way different than her usual multicolored Mohawk and tattoo-bearing friends. I would look forward to her returning from college and at night once my kids were in bed, there would be a la Boston Legal in my breezy balcony, with a coffee and sometimes a cigarette.
One evening, she was distraught; some nincompoop had broken her heart. An attempt to ask her and she became inconsolable. Incoherent too. Crap, I was stuck for words, expressions and everything communicative that could help her deal with the crisis!
Idea! In other words, my kitchen had nothing beyond baby food (back then). Hence…the disguised brain flash made me call up for a double cheese pizza and ta-da! Boy, there is NOTHING that cannot resolve over a double cheese pizza. And coffee. And ciggys, of course.
When the clouds cleared and she was able to focus, what she said was unforgettable. “It is not walking hand-in-hand from dawn to dusk with just one person whom we love. We love our parents, our friends. Each day, we meet some, we fall in love a little, sometimes more and sometimes it ends. And all this makes up for a lifetime of love.” Wisely spoken. Life has never been the same again.
