Friendship


                                   One of the deepest callings of
                                  friendship is to weep with those
                                               who weep.
 

                                      As I write, in my Autumn,
                                   watching the leaves falling off
                                  my favorite trees outside of my
                                 windows, there is a sense of loss,
                                       but yet a sense of a new
                                               beginning.


                                     The beginning of Winter is
                                 slowing creeping upon us, to lay
                                     upon us its white blanket of
                                  snow, to cleanse the earth, and
                                      at which time we actually
                                    replenish our souls..to begin
                                          again in the spring.


                                   And so there are seasons in all
                                 of our lives when the wind blows
                                    cold and we feel fragile and
                                                exposed.


                                   These are the times when we
                                  wrap each other up in a blanket
                                   of love and friendship and stay
                                   right there until the buds begin
                                            to show again.


                                  Real friendship grows when we
                                  are prepared to be there equally
                                    in the bad moments and the
                                      good. When we can walk
                                  through a field with a few thorns
                                   in the grass and make it to the
                                   other side, our friendships will
                                   be stronger and our joy will be
                                                   real.


                                  Our deepest needs for intimacy
                                   will be met only in the "friend
                                       who sticks closer than a
                                     brother". The one who has
                                     surely carried our sorrows.


                                   Thank you my friends from the
                                           depth of my soul.

                                                Always, 

                                               Lady Patty 

                                         Author © Fall of 1999

(from webpage, http://plbdesign.com/LifesPassion/Friends.htm).