Coffee and a Good Conversation...

Somewhere in the little tropical island I come from, a friend is dropping by unannounced. At any given time, there is always someone to wave at, to walk with, to talk to, and no, you don’t have to call first. Perhaps it is because things move at a slower pace, or maybe they have long ago realized what so many others have not; that unless it comes with sirens and bright flashing lights, it is usually not an emergency. In non-emergency situations there is time to breath, to smile, to get to know your neighbor, to chat with friends, to be silly, to sing under a window and dance in the rain (of course, the last two are not so common amongst the more sober townsfolk). 

I’m a long way from home and am still trying to find my way back. For years I got so caught up in the urgent, that I forgot what was truly important. To enjoy the journey. To savor the experience. To hold hands and share confidences. To live not survive. 

There will always be something that will come up in our hectic lives, a work crisis, a school project, a social obligation or multiple variations of all three at once. It is up to us to slow it down, breath, and take it one step at a time. 

To following are quotes from my brilliant friends; Olivia “...no one gets out of this life alive, so...” Dennis “...there’s always time for coffee, and a good conversation...” Corinna “...that’s nice.”