Time Spent with Friends

Time spent with friends, some new, some familiar—talking, listening, laughing, crying—here we are together, a promise given to me some years ago.

To live this life with these friends, to walk this journey with them, with you, I know I’ve been blessed to experience such a life, one worth living, worth witnessing.

Gratitude I’m told is shown through action, welcoming the new and anchoring the old. We are here for one another—me for you, you for me.

Another day begun, the sun high in the sky, and I’m full of hope, of grace, for this day, for I share it with friends, with you.

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