how does one capture the beauty of true friendship in words? only moments can give the beauty, the color, the light, and harmony of the soul-feeding nourishment that time spent with a true friend provides. and we write about it and take photos of it to remind us, but it is only the shadow of the goodness. thankfully, i do have a fancy for shadows, so here i go once again, trying to catch a wave of beauty upon the sand of life.
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| trishelisa |
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| even cameras have a hard time capturing the true friend moments |
in other words, trishey came, we saw, friendship conquered. there was so much love, so much laughter, so much conversation and appreciation of the good things. like Mass, and a sky that looks like an upside down beach, and dancing, and zoos with little bears, and brunch with so many delicious things it HAS to be Sunday, and leaves that look like they were dipped in a bowl of autumn happiness, and grocery store samples. in one word, love.
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| trishey and bubba moment of laughter and friendship |
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| something funny on the floor and friendships |
i want to quote pope Benedict here, because he said it better than i (big surprise):
“Friendship is not just about knowing someone, it is above all a communion of the will”
first of all, trishey and i know each other and jive with each other on that soul sister level. we love to dance and laugh and frolic in the beauty of God’s creation. we like the food network and pretending we are on cooking shows when we bake. we like to scoop up gobs of cottage cheese with kettle cooked chips. we really really really like cavallis, the best pizza restaurant in america (and texas). we like playing at the lake and the riverhouse. we like harry potter. we like jamming to justin bieber. basically, we have a good time. we dance in empty dollar theater movies because it was high school musical, and if you have the theater to yourself you have no choice but to dance your head off at the front.
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| trishey frolic |
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| our especially attractive faces |
but what will be left when we are old and gray? when we no longer have the dancing legs or the energy to go with them? what about when we are married or busy or old and can’t travel to see each other any more?
what will be left? the essence of our friendship. what makes our friendship wonderful and full of joy: Jesus. the communion of our wills. and they are in communion because of our mutual desire to get to heaven and to help one another there through friendship.
our friendship is bonded by the Eucharist. we are together at the foot of the Cross at mass wherever in the world we are. so even if we lose touch, and move to opposite sides of the world--even when one of us leaves this life before the other--we will be united by the Body of Christ. and so i call our friendship true. because it was created by the Truth and is sustained by His Love.
if friendship were a person, then i think that shared interests (i.e. dancing and being bananas about creation) would be the garments friendship wears. the soul of friendship is the communion of wills. to find a friend that jives with you inside and out is a treasure. this weekend was a ridiculous reunion of jiving friendship souls.
trishey got here friday evening, we hugged in the rain like true friends are wont to do (weather permitting of course). we dressed our friendship in ponchos and rain boots to head to the fleet foxes concert that trishey was exploding with joy to see. she has a thing for the lead singer. but after having gone to the concert, i totally see why. the fleet foxes were MEANT to sing together. their harmony is seriously celestial. the concert was not the deluge we were expecting rain wise and we danced in spite of the majority of lame sitters (as my dancing stranger friend next to me said “i mean it’s a concert, it’s just how i was raised”). we topped off the night with more friends and beers.
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| fleet foxes |
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| more friends |
saturday morn we wore our sleepy friday-night-was-great-but-way-later-than-usual faces to Mass, which makes everything better. we followed that up with trader joe’s, where we shamelessly lingered at the sample station taking multiple tiny cups of coffee, two samples of cheese each, and hovered a good couple o' minutes waiting for the girl to slice up the cinnamon buns before moving on to shopping. and trishey was so on board with the shameless hovering. true friend style.
we continued on the path of friendship with coffee in the alcove lit by the muted saturday morning sunlight, long plunging-the-depths-of-life-talks, hugs, tears and poems (trishey is a ridiculously talented poet).
and nothing complements golden moments of true friendship like a trip to the zoo with bubba, lianna and the dumpling.
and nothing complements golden moments of true friendship like a trip to the zoo with bubba, lianna and the dumpling.
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| sophia with her godparents |
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| the cuteness will not be stopped |
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| she is obsessed with helping push the stroller |
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| not sure about the metro |
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| taking care of business on the escalator |
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| safe in the arms of uncle bubba |
sophia loved the monkeys. and the wicker elephant sculptures. she seemed somewhat unsure of the zebras and cheetahs, but we were impressed enough by them for her.
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| godparent sandwich of love |
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| the zoo crew |
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| little bear knows how to do froyo |
sophia reminded us of her brilliance by attempting to say her name for the first time (fofa), and by giving us a fashion show of bubbas footwear. after that we rode the wave of a good day to shore where we basked in the perfect combination of thai food, beers, and big screen tvs so bubba could watch the OU game.
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| how does she know how to make me happy? |
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| beer goes very well with friendship |
Sunday morning we dressed up in our fancy friendship attire and gloried in heaven on earth. Christina met up with us after mass and we went home and prepared a brunch fit for true friendship that was funded by another true friend.
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| Sunday shoes |
the theme of the weekend was not into subtlety. true friendship was shouted at every corner of every weekend street. we tasted it in each bite of biscuit warmth and sip of mimosa. we post-perfect-brunch lounged wrapped in the cozy arms of Sunday afternoon filled with friendship and the scent of flaky cinnamon rolls and pumpkin candles. i soaked it all up as much as possible because i was aware in those fleeting moments that there are very few days like this spent in the company of such souls.
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| i love you , trishey |
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| trishey and apple orbits , need i say more? |
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| the Sunday accoutrements of friendship |
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| cheersing to friendship because we love cheersing and friendship |
trishey rolled away, and then rolled back to bring me my keys which she had rolled away with. then she rolled away again, and i began my solitary Sunday stroll down west, replete with the peace and happiness in the knowledge that there were very few ways in which a weekend could have been better spent.
when it was almost all said and done, west street gave me its' Sunday deluxe treatment.
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| deluxe |
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| treatment |
the transformation of white hyrdrangeas to light pink that must be a fall ritual for them
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| those hydrangeas back there used to be white crazy i know |
and a free giveaway dresser/mirror combo on the sidewalk that gave me a good time.
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| awesome house alert |
not to mention the golden finger of fall continuing her enchanting transformation one leaf at a time.
it was the, not to sound redundant, perfect ending to a truly blessed weekend.
and i have shadows of it to prove just that.
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| shadows of the greatness |
i pray you experience the blessing of true friendship on this earth and always remember the truest Friend longs to be with you always.
love to you and your kin. and happy the end of September week. i know. so nuts.
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| " Who , though He was in the form of God , did not regard equality with God something to be grasped. Rather , He emptied Himself , taking the form of a slave , coming in human likeness ; and found human in appearance , He humbled Himself , becoming obedient to the point of death , even death on a cross. Because of this , God greatly exalted Him and bestowed on Him the name which is above every name , that at the name of Jesus every knee should bend , of those in heaven and on earth and under the earth , and every tongue confess that Jesus Christ is Lord , to the glory of God the Father. Philippians 2 : 6 - 11 |
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