tuned in

Sometimes I just randomly think of someone. There are times when I know why. Maybe it's a song on the radio that trips a memory or maybe it's the crooked smile on the guy at the coffee shop that brings me back to that place that I thought I forgot. Then there are the times that I just don't know why but I can't get a person out of my mind.
I have found that paying attention to these instances is incredibly important for me. Maybe I'm tuned into my friends or maybe it's just mere coincidence (possibly a bit of each) but I love when after thinking of my friend all day, I pull my phone out of my purse to see that she's called. Sometimes it's good, sometimes not but to know that she's far away and I still know when she needs me is deep-down-feel-it-in-your-bones GOOD.
Then there are the times when I don't know why, but I just reach out to someone. No agenda, no real reason why and that is precisely the time that they needed a friend. This has happened to me quite a bit lately and I can dwell on the how's and whys and dissect it like I would a frog in 7th grade science class but right now, I just bask in it. I love that my friends think enough of me to share their stories and they can walk away knowing that they have a confidant.
I like think I am an independent person...I think we all like to believe that, but I need my peeps. I need to know that there is someone that just 'gets' it without me having to spell it all out.
I recently read another blog where the author described the group of friends she has. One of the group had termed them "The Net" because they were there to catch each other when they fell. I love that. Even though my Net is smaller than hers, I love that I have one of my own.
So, on this rainy Friday at the end of a cold and snowy February, I wish you all good things and time with your besties. xoxo