Monday, December 3, 2012

"Now tomorrow write about cupcakes"

The rain. The rain fell on me, I was smoking a cigarette, I was thinking about how much I hated the fact that I was standing in possibly the most painful place in all of Los Angeles. I was drenched not by the rain drops that fell from the grey sky, but by the emotions that flooded over my spirit and seeped into my heart.  I paced back and forth, talking to myself, but after only being alone for 5 minutes I was found, by a friend, one of the greatest, most loving friends I’ve been given.

This friend stood by me in the rain, as I smoked my cigarette, she demanded to be embraced, and insisted that I say all the things on my mind.  She squeezed out of me all my thoughts.  She slapped me in the face with honesty; she poured encouragement into my heart. Within minutes I had both cried and laughed because of this friend, and after only five more minutes I was found by two more friends. 

These two friends I depend on every single day, two friends I found when I needed friendship the most. These friends insisted they be with me, on the street in the rain, with tears smeared across my face.

As I stood with these three women my thoughts immediately went to two friends, not present. Two women hundreds of miles away, who I know, would give anything to be with me in that moment if they knew I was standing in such a painful place. In that moment, I realized I have 5 people who I know with complete certainty, will at any moment stand with me, in the rain, regardless of what it does to their hair, because they love me so much… and with that realization all my hurts were washed away.

I put out my cigarette and walked inside, away from that most painful place, with three women by my side, and two tucked away in my heart.


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