In My Life

Spokane friends in New York.

In keeping with the tradition I started with my other blog, I may give each post the title of a song.  Not being limited by trying to come up with a Broadway show tune should make it easy.  Today ... a Beatles song that I've often felt was a reflection of my occasional nostalgia for old friends.  


Click to hear: In My Life by The Beatles

High School reunion in Seattle.

I'd like to throw a party.  I'd invite all the people I've known in my life who have made an impact.   Not just the people who I've met or who I've shared something fun with, but those who really meant something to me; those who still make me smile when I think of them; those who have touched my heart. The invitees would be a diverse group, and my guest list would not be exactly the same as anyone else's, but I would love to have them all in the same room.  What would it be like to be able to share even a few minutes with each person who is a special part of my history?

Reunion of Provo friends in SLC.

As long as I'm planning the impossible, I'd want to break the barriers of time.  I don't just want to gather everyone today, but to be able to go back to those moments when a memory was made, when a bond was forged. Friendship at its best.  Some of the guests would be people I've not seen in decades.  Others, I've not know for long.  There are a few who I have completely lost track of and too many that I likely will never see again.  But that's OK.  During the time I knew them, they made my life better, and, by extension, make my life better now.

Boise friends at a wedding reception.

I'd especially like the chance to tell them that.  Maybe they already know.  I hope as I've gotten older, I've gotten better about sharing what I feel with those who are important to me.  I've come to realize that no matter how many times you've been "friended," a real friend is something special.



To my very special friends - and I hope you know who you are - thank you.