In the Bleak Mid-Winter
In the bleak mid-winter
Frosty wind made moan,
Earth stood hard as iron,
Water like a stone;
Snow had fallen, snow on snow,
Snow on snow,
In the bleak mid-winter
Long ago.
This past week I took the time just to "be", to think, and to be tidy at my desk. It was time in this "bleak mid-winter" to just sit with my thoughts. Tax season will be here before we know it, and it was time to get my papers in order. In doing so, there was time to think. I thought of people I have known and know. What hit me was the seasons of friendship. Some friends come into our lives for a short time and some for a lifetime.
"Many people will walk in and out of your life, but only true friends will leave footprints in your heart" Eleanor Roosevelt
The flowers showed up in a friend's garden, and they felt like friends themselves. Hello little snowdrops, Hello hellebore!
Then on Saturday a dear friend that I have known since high school passed away. He will be missed, a lifetime friend, a dear friend.
Then this week I exchanged phone numbers and a message on my phone with a new neighbor. I wondered, would she become a confident, a close friend, or just for a season a friend that says, "how are you doing?".
Often, I burn a candle on these bleak winter mornings. I read and I ponder.
The book I am reading this week is 101 Teas to STEEP before you die. Fascinating to think like that. The book is a good primer of tea and even though I have learned a lot in the past, there is always more to learn.
So, I sit here with my tea this morning, pondering the mysteries of friendship.
A friend for a brief season made the cup. A friend I love dearly gave me the glass pitcher.
Again, for a season we find friendship in many forms.
Sending love,
Marilyn
5 comments:
It was nice that you were able to exchange phone numbers with your new neighbor, Marilyn. These days many do not even know their neighbors at all. Perhaps you will have a new friend. So sorry about the passing of your long dear friend. Always a sad day.
I'm so very sorry for the passing of your friend. It's hard seeing that, and I know it will happen more often as we age. I hope the new neighbor is lovely and I am glad you are taking time for you.
I'm glad you just sat still for a while to just "be," Everyone should do that now and then. There's so much good that can come out of it. I ponder, like you, about the friends I have, and some of the neighbors who I thought were just neighbors seem to be friends now. I love your green candle holder, it's so pretty. And I enoy seeing the treasures around your house. I've been decorating my hutch, and it's been a fun time. I'm glad to have met such a genuine blog friend, Marilyn.
**I also wanted to mention how sorry I am to hear that your dear friend passed away. That is always hard. Thinking of you, Marilyn, and sending comfort and love.
It's hard when friends pass. Sending a hug to you across the miles. And it's lovely to connect with a new neighbour. One never knows who will become a friend.
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