It’s a flight of steps up to her front door. I’m not sure how many it is precisely but there are two sections of stairs. Right now wild purple and white baby flowers are creeping out of the cracks. Last week I went over to visit one of my dearest friends. When I texted her about dropping by her reply went something like this “Totally fine! But I warn you, the house is in shambles.” Right then and there I loved her even more. It’s not the first time she’s let me come over when she thinks her house is a mess. This woman has been grace to me for many, many years now. She’s one of my longtime friends and when I went to her house the other day she let me in, like she always does, with a smile and warmth. She lets me in. Time and time again regardless of her house or how she’s feeling or what’s going on. That, my beautiful readers, is amazing. When she lets me into her home just as it is that speaks volumes of love to me.
In a day and age where social media allows us to have whatever “storefront” we choose, vulnerability and real connectedness are rare. Yet this friend consistently lets me in. We laugh hard, we talk about gritty stuff we are dealing with and processing, we pray for each other, and so many other things. You know what? Every time I think that I could say something that will make her think I’m insane she just keeps right on loving me. She doesn’t judge me but she helps me. She sees right where I’m at and she sits with me in that place and then shines a ray of light into it. More than most people she probably knows just about everything about me and she keeps on loving me. We sit on her front porch and the minutes turn into hours faster than we can imagine. Last week we laughed that it’s not even really a front porch where we sit but I feel like it’s the most wonderful place.
A while ago I was going through an especially hard time and several people in my life at that time were more discouraging than uplifting. Then she listened and helped love me back to life in the way I needed. It’s not easy to love people in the way that they need. It takes work, it takes truly listening, it takes caring, and it takes time. We can’t be close friends with everyone so choose your friends wisely. Today I just want to say thank you to my (few) but amazing friends who are real, vulnerable, and trustworthy. I love you. And I thank God for you. To my front-porch-sister-friend you are incredible and it is a joy to be in your life, thank you for always letting me in.
My hope for all of you is that you find your “front porch” person/people. 🙂 <3
P.S. My friend is so awesome that she totally took this photo for me while her baby napped because I had forgotten to do so…











