Rubble

So I just finished reading Plan B by Anne LaMott. Wonderful. Part of my mentoring experience is leading a women only group on this book. We met for the first time last night, and next to getting to hang out with Danielle, it was probably the highlight of my time in Dallas thus far. I love hearing people's stories.

I am beginning to develop a sincere appreciation for LaMott. As Danielle said today I can't agree with everything she says, but I really appreciate her perspective. I didn't stay in bed crying when we went to war in Iraq, but I like her because she did. Yeah, she's probably more "liberal" (whatever the heck that means) than anyone sheltered me has ever met, but I like getting to love someone I strongly disagree with. I might dump Donald for her actually. What a scandal! Maybe I like her so much because she is an emotional window pane. She's love a whole lot, and she's deeply experienced loss. Anyways, I just wanted to share probably my favorite part of the book. It seems like it applies to my life right now as well as so many other people I care about.

"Rubble is the ground on which our deepest friendships are built. If you haven't already, you will lose someone you can't live without, and your heart will be badly broken, and you never completely get over the loss of a deeply loved person. But this is also good news. The person lives forever, in your broken heart that doesn't seal back up. And you come through, and you learn to dance with the bandaged-up heart. You dance to the absurdities of life; you dance to the minuet of old friends. "

Thank God for friends, and liberal women with dreads.