It’s actually very sweet.
I always have known that fortune smiles on me and have never taken it for granted.
Not to say that life has been a bed of roses or a walk in the park, but there have always been kind and honest people to walk alongside me through the good and the bad times.
It seems that more than not, good and true people enter my life at the exact moment they are supposed to and we seem to recognize that for some reason, unbeknownst to us, that we are meant to be connected. I, in turn, am a fierce and loyal friend.
One or two scoundrels have snuck in but they are no longer around.
Honest people coming into my life has repeated itself over and over throughout my life.
I don’t try to figure it out.
Some feel that you attract the energy you put out there.
Could be… but really it just boils down to how lucky I am to have such great people enter, thrown, placed, or fall into my path.
In the ‘Book of Embraces’ Eduardo Galeano writes of a “Celebration of Friendship.” He says:
“In Caracas, a friend is mi pana , my bread, or mi llave, my key: pana from the panaderia, bakery, the source of wholesome bread to sate the hunger of the soul; llave, from…
“Key, from key,” Mario Benedetti tells me.
And he tells me how, when he lived in Buenos Aries in times of terror, he would carry five alternate keys in his key ring:
The keys to five houses, to five friends: the keys that proved his salvation.”
My friends have all given me the keys to their ‘houses’ and have offered me a place of safety when it has been needed.
Some have literally given me a key to their home in case I ever needed a place to go.
I still have a key on my key ring from a friend who no longer lives in town but I can’t bear to take it off just yet.
Maybe someday…
my friends are shiny, happy people to me...bringing light into my life.
