After a wonderful dinner with an old friend tonight, we met up with another good friend for dessert. The three of us don't get to spend much time together these days. Work, relationships, life ... they all get in the way. So time together is precious, and we never squander a millisecond. We savor it like home made ice cream.
After we ordered -- chocolate with sprinkles for one, butter pecan with chocolate sauce for the other, and peanut butter for me -- we hashed out the issues of the moment. No stones left unturned, no mishigoss taboo. It all poured out over ice cream.
Nuggets of life's mysterious wisdom come out of such conversations, like beacons or light bulbs ... pathways to clearer thinking. I treasure those nuggets (and the friends who inspire them) like gold.
My belly is full, and I wouldn't have it any other way.
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2 comments:
mishigoss!! I love seeing that word in print. Don't think I ever have before.
So great. ice cream. convo. friends. flies. musings with no pressure.
amen, sister
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