Day 14
friendship
Hi all,
How are we doing? How is it feeling to write and respond, to hold space and ask questions of these simple, faceted words and ideas?
We are about half way through the month, and I want to thank you, again, for continuing to show up, to share words, to bring your presence, whatever that means to you and for us. I’m so grateful.
Today’s word is friendship.
The -ship in friendship means something of an honor, so, I think, that being a friend is a kind of honoring, a kind of holding to kinship and care in a way that reminds us and the friends we keep that we aren’t giving up, but holding that sacred space for as long as we need to, until it is time to let go.
We leave our husbands
and our children
and our jobs
and our home state
We drive together
retreat to the ocean
to the house that holds
us and opens us
We pour gin and tonics
into mason jars
and walk to the beach
at sunset
Every spring we gather
here, this salt water
this expanding sky
our rising laughter
Our friendship carrying us
through the tides
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I love your poem, Kaitlin, especially these lines:
being
a friend is a kind
of honoring, a kind
of holding to kinship
Ships
To new ships
and old ships
and all ships
on the sea.
The best ships
are friendships,
so here’s
to you and me.
The two greatest
ships are larger
than we, by
ourselves, can tell.
They’re relationships
and partnerships.
Let’s work together
to build them well.