and maybe that's all that we need is to meet in the middle of impossibility

by Amy Turn Sharp



I spent the evening talking for hours and hours with my friend. Our talks were focused on our friendship, one that has spanned 25 years. We talked about our issues- the very real ones that we do have. The ones we may want to ignore bc sometimes the history you have with a person can try and be sneaky & trump or hide anything that is wrong.

I realized something in my garden as twilight came and passed- I realized that relationships are constantly in flux and it is our duty to touch base with those we love and inquire about balance every now and then. Women's friendships turn round on the same principal as a marriage- they need tending and attention.

Friendships as we become older though need to be able to be given the opportunity to change and shift without failing too. There are not level playing fields really anymore between me and the handful of women I love like mad. Everyone is so different and in such polar places, but the middle is the matter. The crux of it is what first brought me to love this girl. This perfectly lovely curly haired girl who only had the economical crayon pack while I had the spoiled 64 box big boy and we would share and she wore unicorn sparkly shirts and the world was so easy then. The crux of it is gooey and full of adoration and bliss and I am thankful it is always going to be there even with garden nights full of tears and beers.

Tell yr friends you love them today.
Ask them if things are OK.
Find out if you are in balance.
Be more aware and you will feel
that the space around yr heart stretch.

Image via Jessica Gonacha

and that little doll Martha is having a GET YR BLOG NOTICED contest. Hmmm. I would love her to notice my blog or my shop. I would turn cartwheels naked in the garden! xoxoxo