Best Friend

My best friend came over tonight. We had veggie sandwiches on homemade bread with corn on the cob. It took twice as long to eat dinner as it usually does, because we were laughing and chattering so much.

She hadn’t seen the stash in a while, so I acquainted her with some of my recent purchases. Have you ever fallen in love with a yarn all over again just from showing it to someone? It reminded me of why I’d bought it in the first place, of how soft it was and how the color just called to me.

But the best part was just having time with my friend. We haven’t seen nearly as much of each other lately as we’d like. We’ve talked on the phone or stopped by each other’s work, but tonight was the first time in a long time we’ve been together when one of us wasn’t working. It was so good to get together and just hang out. To look into her eyes and see her laugh.

It’s easy for me to get stuck inside of my head, and she’s got this ability to get me to come out of it, to stop taking myself so seriously and just live right now. She helps me remember who I am and who I want to be.

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3 Responses to Best Friend

  1. essjay says:

    Time with friends is always so precious and they are truly what keeps us grounded. I’m glad you got to spend time with her…and fall in love with your stash all over again – it means motiviation!

  2. Geek Knitter says:

    It also meant realizing just how much sock yarn I’ve acquired since SOMEBODY sent me my first sock project. Ye gods…

  3. Kate says:

    It’s so wonderful to have friends like that…especially friends who like to be given a tour of the stash!!!! Where can I get me some of those??

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