Today was a kitchen day … the kind that involved creating a simple meal to share with a friend. The kind of day to catch up, share, discuss, agree, disagree and love. My best friends are the kind of folks who stand firm in their experience and views of life, and express them, and listen too, even when they're different from my own experiences and life views. I'd rather hang with folks who stand in their truth, than those who bend to the point of breaking in order to be (perceived as) accepted. Know what I mean?
So, yeah, I had a lovely friend over for a light lunch, a little soup and salad (though I forgot to put the chicken in the salad ::sheesh::). In just a couple of hours we discussed what was going on in our lives, art, crochet, politics, religion, and even love. It rOcKeD my day!
Investing time like this, nurturing friendship, nourished me as much as the food we shared. In any event, it seemed only fitting that I add color to this journal page that I doodled one early morning last November, while hanging in a cousin's kitchen, sipping coffee, waiting for folks to wake up.
That's what I made today.
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