I received a phone call at past eleven last night from a good friend. The conversation was not that long but one of the fruits of the small chat was for me to check on my photo albums during my college days. I had to open my old baul to do this. With dust on the surface of each album, memories surfaced. It was grimy and grubby but the pictures and recollections are quite comforting.
Here is a poem I got from an old friend when we were about to part ways. This was in March of 1998. It was penned by a certain Amanda Bradley. It is entitled Keeping in Touch With You.
When good friends find themselves apart,
they still are close, at least in heart
because their friendship means so very much.
They think about each other still
because they care and always will.
That’s why they need to always stay in touch.
For truest friends can understand
that friendship really can’t be planned.
It simply happens – when two people give,
it’s built of sharing, joy, and smiles,
and crosses time, and even miles –
a gift to cherish every day you live.
For tomorrow’s Mass, I will remember all my friends in my prayer. May God bless them always!
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