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Today I’m blogging in advance of my “something new.” This premature posting is due largely in part
to my energy level right now. I know
when I get home, I’ll think about writing the quiz I need to write for
tomorrow, decide I can do it in the morning, set my alarm a half hour early so
I can type it up then, and then I’ll go promptly to bed.
Tonight I am celebrating an anniversary with two beautiful
friends of mine, and in celebration of our “friend-iversary” I’m offering my
thoughts on timing, luck, and the people who are meant to grace my life with their joyful presence.
Two years ago tomorrow my friend Sheena and I decided to go
to an event hosted at Old St. Pat’s. I
had recently joined the church, and the Young Adult association was putting on
an evening of Irish dancing. Now it
takes guts and a little faith to go to a function at a place that is relatively
new, but I had my secret weapon of eighteen years of competitive dancing in my
back pocket. If I didn’t know anyone
other than Sheena, at least I knew how to dance.
When we arrived, the church basement was bustling, and there
was a tiny woman with a brogue who took the mike and quickly started calling the
shots. She was not teaching individual
dances, but ceilis – or group dances. The
event was a combination of people eyeing others and sizing them up while trying
to figure out what to do with their hands, arms, and feet.
A short time into the evening, Sheena and I ended up in a
four-person dance with two girls who clearly knew what they were doing. Through
a slightly breathless exchange while hopping and stepping around each other, we
learned that they had both danced in their youth, and they were both Catholic school
teachers. We stuck together the rest of the
night, and at the end we had an awkward phone number exchange that went
something like this “Ummmm, so we think you guys are really great and we’d like
to hang out again.” Just a few weeks
later we did, at St. Pat’s Siamsa ni Gael concert, and it has been true
friendship love ever since.
We’ve shared birthdays, parties, marathons, dance
competitions, wine nights, and more in our two years of friendship – and I can’t
help but feel very deeply that these two amazing women were meant to be a part
of my life. Last year at this time, we
celebrated our one-year anniversary, and I couldn’t believe it had only been a year
– I felt like I had known them my entire life.
There are so few people in the world that one can click with
so instantaneously, and I’m so lucky that I literally danced into these
two. Finding their friendship makes me
believe in the possibility of chance, and the certainty that those who are
meant to be in my life will find their way there - and stay. Happy Anniversary Erin and Antoinette. Here’s
to many, many more. You girls rock .
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