everything feeds process

Made good choices about friends. I knew who I was and who I wanted to be.  I was (and am) a feminist, an artist, a writer. I wanted to make a difference in the world, somehow.  I surrounded myself with friends who were similar to me and yet possessed distinct differences.  I found men and women who were (and are) feminists, artists, writers, performers, activists, who worked towards making a difference in the world.

All of this came into focus for me this weekend, when my husband and I went back to our alma mater for his 10 year college reunion.  As I’ve mentioned before, many of my friends have dispersed across the country and this was one of those rare moments when I could spend time with a large group of them.  Taken in a large group like this, I got to see the commonalities in our lives. We are educators and writers, social workers and public health educators, professors and theatre professionals.  Many of us are (finally) in the places where our work lives and personal lives are aligned with who we are and who we want to be. Some of us are still working out that piece, day by day and month by month.

When we left, my husband and I asked ourselves the same question we always ask: Why don’t we live closer to our college friends? Then we remembered, there is no central place for us to pick. Where is the center between Madison, Minneapolis, Chicago, New York City, and Seattle?  There really isn’t one, unfortunately. 

So today, rather than feeling a loss of connection to these awesome friends, I’m feeling blessed that I picked such a cool and eclectic group of people and that I got to spend the past two days hanging out with them all.