Sunlight & friends
Something delightful happened after I deleted my Instagram account last month: I stopped thinking of my friends as the two-dimensional representations they share there, and started remembering them as who my heart knows them to be.
I hadn’t even realized I’d been boiling them down to their most superficial selves until I was no longer doing it.
Since then, I’ve had a growing longing to be with friends in person.
My heart’s shouted at me that human bodies are meant to congregate.
Yesterday morning, my family and I joined several friends for brunch at Long Beach’s The Social List.
As I opened the restaurant door, I almost started crying to see Ra, Emily, Mike, Amelia, and Kris sitting together, illuminated by mid-morning sunlight. Actually seeing my friends live, in all their glorious, full dimensions, instantly did my heart wonders.
Two hours sitting with them was fuel that’ll keep me running for a while.
Today I’ll be planning my next outing to refuel with friends.
You might want to do the same with yours, for:
We’re meant to sit with each other in body, as
confirmed by the fullness in my heart
when I recall sitting in the sunlight
with my friends