I come from a military family. We moved many places before we landed in our current “home-town” 25 years ago. I have lived here long enough to call it home and really mean it. I, however, do not have the life long friends and family living around me like so many of my peers do. For a very long time I kept myself from developing long term friends. I often shielded myself from would be soul sisters, so that if on the very far off chance I moved AGAIN they wouldn’t be hurt and I wouldn’t have to pick up and move on. I have met and collected several friends, people I still consider close, along the way but some of them live to far away to have even scheduled time together (vacation time doesn’t count, although treasured) and others, who live closer, have busy lives (similar to mine) and we have to work VERY hard to schedule the time to see each other (we’re talking once a quarter or twice a year at best).
And then came the honks.
These people who liked me from the moment we met (not that the others didn’t). These people who shared so much in common with me in almost every arena of life. These people who lived close enough to have a real and often spur of the moment relationship with. These people who I now share inside jokes with and esoteric stories with. Our children who become closer and closer to each other with every passing play date (don’t tell them I called it that). Our husbands who are growing fonder and fonder of the idea that their wives have friends who are nice, interesting, and share a faith in Christ that is real and honest.
These are my honks. My girls. The ones who will never leave me behind. The ones who honk to make sure I’m ok. These are the people who I can be my most real with (aside from my immediate family). I know that when I need to cry they will be there to support me in whatever way I need. I know that when I find something funny they will laugh even if they think it is stupid, after they told me it was stupid and they are laughing because it is stupid not because it is funny (I am actually funny, I think, but maybe that is in my own head). They are the life long friend who haven’t been around my whole life-time but feel like they should have been. They just fit. They are like a balm to the soul that soothes and heals helping to make, otherwise rough edges, soft and approachable.
While we don’t all match perfectly, we are perfect for each other. While, sometimes we are REALLY busy and do not have time to talk with each other the way we would like to we are praying every day for one another. And while we have our own jobs, families, and other responsibilities we still are able to make it work on so many levels.
I am blessed to have been awarded my honks. My gaggle of geese that check on me every so often, honking in my general direction. They are the best and I love them!