More than a Friend

I went to visit my friend Mary a few weeks ago. She is more than a friend to me. She is like the sister I don’t have. I am the only girl in my family of brothers, and so is she. We are kindred spirits for many reasons.

Have you ever experienced a time when you thought you were doing something but it turned out to be something totally different than you had planned? That’s what happened on this trip.

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Mary had a few things planned for us to do during the three days I was going to be there. Wednesday was a difficult day for me. I woke up in a troubled mood. I did some journaling and workbook related stuff and spent some time talking with her about my answers…self-discovery, gotta love it. She was gracious to listen and offer feedback and let me be where I was, tears and all.

Here’s the thing; Mary had gifted me with a make-over by a professional (which I have never done before) and she scheduled a photo shoot for the two of us in her back yard.

I wasn’t looking forward to it at all. In fact, it rained off and on throughout the morning and early afternoon and I was secretly hoping it would be cancelled. It wasn’t.

I’m really not very photogenic which makes me very uncomfortable in front of a camera (I blame my 8th grade picture for the yearbook). The makeover was great and the photo shoot went really well too.

Mary is more than a friend to me. During those three days I spent with her, she spoke words of life that like water to my parched soul. She asked probing questions and gently backed off and waited for me to respond. It took a few hours but I did respond by asking her to elaborate.

It was truly a time of refreshing and she helped me to see some things I have been missing. It gave me much food for thought for my 12 hour drive home the very next day.

I didn’t want to do the photo shoot AT ALL, but the entire experience turned out to be a life-changing event for me. I liked the photos! I think it had something to do with the makeover and the time we spent talking.

Sometimes you need more than a friend. Sometimes you need a coach. I am fortunate to have both in Mary.