Old Friends

I had dinner with old friends last night. We seldom see each other any more. Live on different sides of the planet, both literally and figuratively. But for all the distance of one sort, there is a proximity of another that permits almost instant access to connection, warmth and intimacy. Almost as if we had seen each other just the week before and were picking up right where we left off.
It's a delightful phenomenon. I love my old friends. And it's wonderful to discover in the ebb and flow of life's rhythms, that the impact of time and distance are quite different than I had once imagined.