Yep, it’s that time again. Time to take 5 minutes and write on whatever prompt the beautiful Lisa-Jo has given us. And this week, the prompt is ‘On Distance’.
The dunes and the firth at Findhorn.
I write this sat at the dining room table of our flat in London, tea next to me with its wisp of steam curling around like a dancer pirouetting, Radio 2 burbling over the constant hum-hum-fizz of the traffic on the hill outside.
I am so far away from my friends and family.
Matthew is a thousand miles away, in Prague with the boys. 650 miles away my parents will be working hard and looking forward to the weekend. 500 miles away Sian is probably taking the dogs for a walk, the wind from the Atlantic whipping her hair as she enjoys the coastline. 600 miles away Peter is probably fast asleep, slumbering the sleep of the student.
Over a thousand miles away, probably much more, my friends in the States are asleep – Jenna getting ready for a new day, Christy preparing for Friday (Friday, gotta get done on Friday), Amber resting up and getting stronger. My friends in the UK – Shona, Hannah, Laura, Naomi, Jane, Henry, the many others I am blessed to love, will all be going about their days, so far from here, so far from me.
Even here in London there’s an element of distance, and it’s a strange one. Everywhere in London from here is less than an hour. But still, lunches fall through, months stretch on, and before you know it the boundary has shifted.
Such is life, yes?
But the most beautiful thing is, I think, the fact that this distance really isn’t distance at all. Not anymore. Sure, sometimes I grieve for the fact that I can’t live like the cast of Friends, with all my favourite people just around the corner, to live like the uni days when Jane and Naomi were in the rooms next door or Hannah was just up the street, but I also thank God that technology has found a way to make the distance easier to navigate.
I may not be able to give Jenna a hug or make Amber pasta as often as I like, but I love that I am connected to my friends in oh so many ways. Each email from Elly, full of wedding news; each phone call from Mum, with plans for the garden and excitement for summer visits; each text from Sam, often a risque joke; each comment from Michelle, sharing our lives through our blogs; each card from Emily, handmade and as gorgeous as she is….these things flow to me and remind me that for love and friendship, distance is but a tiny obstacle.
Have a great Friday, all!