Postcard 035 - Nothing Special
In the broader landscape of all the chaos and uncertainty going on in the world, I find myself continuing to turn to the people that matter most to me.
I've had a number of spontaneous phone calls this week as a result of not wanting to text while driving, and more than that, found myself opting into time with good people, even as I recover from my cold.
Tonight, 9 of us got together to celebrate the birthday of one of my best friends. It was nothing special and completely special all at the same time — a restaurant we've been to before and many of the people there having shared meals on regular occasions, and yet something felt different, as though the simple act of being together was a milestone.
It's not that we somehow made the mundane into the miraculous, but we took time to appreciate the good fortune that carving out time for each other and indulging not just in good food, but extended period of each others' company, was not a foreign ritual for us.
It was a helpful reminder for me as we start to make our way into fall and winter, a time in Seattle when darkness shows itself earlier and earlier and I've become prone to something akin to a monastic hibernation. I need to continue to carve out time for community, and it's these little moments of nothing and everything that are important.