Oh …. how therapeutic is a chat with a friend ?
I just love the scope a conversation with a friend can cover !
It can happen face to face .. Over the phone .. In a text or an email.
Some chats are regular .. Sometimes there are big gaps in our opportunities ..
I love the gift of conversation ..
It can be like medicine.
A deep sharing. A soul exchange.
With or without a cup of coffee. Over a meal.
Age and stage don’t matter.
Two grandmother’s sharing the cute recollections of time spent with grandchildren.
The encouragement of a text reminder that someone cares .. That they’re praying for you.
That they ‘get’ you.
It’s a gift to be understood.
The Mum who is conducting the orchestra that raising small children can be .
A beautiful symphony – or the banging of a wooden spoon on a saucepan (depending upon the day or the child) …
We share our joys and our triumphs . . Our successes and our failures . . Our pain, our pleasure, our hopes, dreams and our fears.
Sometimes it’s two way, other times it’s the gift of a listening ear.
Sometimes lessons ..
Others just reflections and being heard are the rewarding gift of true friendship.
Whether we’re laughing or crying I am thankful for the conversation and the sisterhood of friendship.
I think that friendship is God’s way of keeping me sane ☺