The blogcation saga continues…..
and consider how our lives have changed,
and our landscapes,
yet discover we remain young at heart and *best friends forever.
(*Cautionary note: the concept of ‘best friends forever’ was not one that was part of my colonial ‘growing up’. In our social circle, at school, at church, people came and went. Some came for 3 years, some for six months, some children only came ‘home’ for school holidays; there was no ‘forever’ in relationships. There was only now and a knowing that, eventually, everyone would leave. Yet, it is that lack of permanence in our community that, somehow, continues to hold us together, forever. )
Update: It’s almost a month now since my childhood friend came to visit and we discussed, amongst many memories, our spiritual beginnings in the Anglican Church in Fiji. Our faith journeys have taken different paths since those early years, but I continue to find great solace and peace in Anglican church surroundings. For me, stepping in to certain Anglican churches is like a home-coming.