I’m in the Soup! Just Us Girls and Friendship
I’m proud to announce that my story, “The Call,” is in the new book Chicken Soup for the Soul: Just Us Girls. My byline is in good company, as my writer friends Sioux Roslawski and Linda O’Connell also have stories in the book. I’m proud to be ‘in the Soup’ with such talented writers.
If you’d like to win a free copy, please leave a comment. I’ll collect names this week and next, and I’ll announce two winners, chosen at random, on the 27th. Good luck!
“The Call” features Linda, my friend of 23 years and counting. Only my family has known me longer and, God bless them, they have a moral obligation to put up with me. Linda could have walked away whenever I put my cranky pants on, but trooper that she is, she stuck it out. She and I are opposites in more ways than we’re alike, and thinking about that led me to consider what it is that makes friendships not only begin in the first place, but blossom. Often, the draw is obvious, such as a mutual interest or activity. But sometimes friendships grow from sparse gardens, indeed. How does this happen?
I mulled it over and came up with all kinds of wacky analogies regarding friendship that ran the gamut from three-alarm chili to quilting bees. Be grateful, Buttercup, that before my rambling began I stumbled upon this quote which elucidates my feelings with simple elegance:
“Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born.” — Anaïs Nin
With that in mind, to all of my friends—those I’ve held close for years, and those I’ve just begun to know—I offer this cliché instilled with the deeper meaning provided by Ms. Nin: You mean the world to me. Thank you for your friendship.
Please leave a comment offering insight into your view of friendships. If you have an analogy to offer, I hope it’s stronger than chili and quilts. 🙂
See you next week for more of the naked truth!