"Pinceladas" are brushstrokes in Spanish. I plan to paint a hundred days in a row, a paragraph at a time.
Day 9 ~ Friendship
Not every day we get to
enjoy the benefits of having a friend. Today I was lucky to enjoy friendship in various
forms. I spend my Saturday evening with a friend of 5 years, as we do
every week. We share that we like discussing interesting topics, that we
are sensitive, and that we care--sometimes too much--about the world
around us. Per my request, he brought me my favorite chorizo, which I
had missed for weeks. After he left, I talked to another friend for almost two hours on the phone. She and I met pretty exactly 35 years ago.
These days we discuss important topics, and we are both committed to
understanding ourselves better and, as a result, to living a happier
life. When we were saying bye, she expressed her appreciation: "It was like going
to the counselor. You made me see it." Earlier, she made a similar
comment about something else I had make her understand. Liking as I do being useful, it inspired
me to write about friendship today.
Day 100 ~ Completion
This will be my last par...