Have you ever met someone you felt could look into your eyes and see your soul? Someone who seemed to see you in all of your vulnerability and pain? Someone who made you feel almost transparent?
Beth is like that. Our sons have physical therapy at the same place. She came up to me and introduced herself at the "End of Summer" party the practice held last year. I knew no one there besides the hosts and she took it upon herself to approach me. From the moment I met her, I knew she was something different about her.
Our boys' sessions started overlapping. And after months of exchanging pleasantries, yesterday we took an opportunity to really talk. To connect. It literally brought me to tears (OK, that could have been hormones...) But it was like I could tell her anything. And that she would care. She is a soft-spoken woman with an unshakable faith.
I don't usually let my guard down. I keep my wagons circled tightly. Being a military spouse, I've adapted ways to keep my distance from people to spare myself the pain of our inevitable separation. But I know no matter what, I need friends.
And I think I want Beth to be one of mine.
Scary stuff.
3 comments:
That is GOOD STUFF! Beth sounds like she was placed there and that God himself ordained this beautiful new budding friendship! While your sons are getting therapy, you and Beth get to have a therapy session of your own! That makes me so happy, Mandie!
Good friends are hard to come by, so embrace this opportunity. You never know - she probably needs/wants your friendship as much as you need/want hers.
Besides who wouldn't want to be your friend? You're great!
Awww, she sounds like a sweetheart.
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