A recurrent theme for me in this gratitude blog is in finding different ways and discovering various angles in which to appreciate the same thing, place, event, food… or people.
And in life, it is common that you find yourself repeatedly thankful for the same thing, many times.
Consider it something truly special, if you find it. It’s not repetitive or mundane.
It’s magic. Blissful. Electric. Beautiful.
To find yourself anew with wonder, happiness and a heart full of love, at the same thing again and again… it’s a blessing.
And so again tonight. Dinner out with friends. Maybe not the number of us that there were meant to be, so hearts were missing… but the hearts there were full of love regardless. ❤️
And how do I pinpoint, and make notice of the different ways in which the night made me smile, filled my soul with joy, and truly made me appreciative of the night?
Well, straight off, Thursday night out. It’s practically still mid-week, and us mums were rocking it, school routines and all waiting for us the next day.
Nothing says ‘stuff it’ better than a mid-week cocktail.
And then there were the moments. The constant talking, how silence DIDN’T fill the air…
My name in their drinks.
How nothing else was open after we ate, and yet we idled about walking from one place to the next, biding time, while we talked to our hearts content.
Or how we stood talking for half a length of a movie outside the cinemas… just chatting, laughing and sharing stories.
Or how we talked a further 20 minutes in the middle of a vacated shopping centre as we said our goodbyes.
And then said some more…
And so you see, it’s all these things that made this night with old friends so unique. And actually, it isn’t at all common, no matter how many times we catch up, where we eat, who is there, or what we do.
It’s in the memories shared with those you love, and that is always special.
Look after your friends. Good ones are hard to find.