assigned seats
July 6, 2011 § 1 Comment
In Middle School there was a moment, lunch tray in hand, I had to choose a place to sit. In all the chaos of the moment I struggled with a simple preteen wish to find a place to belong. Watching others tumble casually into groups of laughter and chatter I realized my friends were scattered, eclectic in their diverse interests.
Today, my friends remain a cheerful collection of characters. They brighten difficult moments, lend strength in moments of weakness, inspire effort when goals feel slightly out of reach. Still they are scattered across the far-reaching corners of my life; a friend from high school, others from college, and mothers I have met on playgrounds and my children’s school events. I rarely see them at once, but always save them a place beside me.
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I, for one, am so grateful for that place beside you.