Finally, we have regained the ability to socialize (in person) with family and friends. To say that this is long overdue and enjoyable is an understatement.

In reuniting with my beloved people, I am reminded that true, lasting relationships are years in the making. Trust and vulnerability do not happen overnight for good reason. Effort and openness, and a willing heart that allows others into our lives is no small feat. It takes courage that deserves a standing ovation.

The ability to share our journey with fellow wanderers is a freedom not to be taken for granted. We collectively lost a critical part of this essential privilege for close to two years.

As a lifelong introvert, I traditionally cherish individual friendships where solace and comfort is nurtured and reciprocated in duo form, secrets shared and kept. This mug made me laugh out loud and immediately made me think of a couple of people, my best friend of 40+ years in particular. See who comes to mind for you:

Yet as I age, my appreciation has also grown for friendship circles that have formed, each one sporting a motley collection of life experiences, outlooks and opinions: the Braless Ladies Club, started by our cherished friend who tragically died shortly thereafter; the ESL Gang – once colleagues now friends; the Dr. F.J and St. Rose Gal Pals -compassion-filled, community-minded individuals; kind neighbors who respect the need for privacy yet unfailingly lend a helping hand or cool bottle of beer; and the essential, often unappreciated Family: related by blood or years of connection, daring to endure this long haul marathon, celebrating the wins and offering shoulders of comfort after crippling losses.

I have grown to appreciate group dynamics, and marvel how a group can remain silent and respectful as only one speaks, holding court with a snippet of shared life. As this often takes a leap of faith and trust, I was at first reluctant to do so, but the aging process, as well as life events and happenings beyond the scope of control or comprehension, have altered my perspective.

After all, who the hell has this life riddle figured out? It is only through community that we gain momentum on our own path, our daily wandering made purposeful and comprehensible. Bearable.

Mom and I recently met up with my oldest friend and her mom, just as we had in bygone years. As pups played and sun shone, the moment was not lost on any of us. Would appreciation have run as high two years ago? I am ashamed to admit probably not.

As we collectively reclaim our rights and privileges, let the freedom of friendship reign supreme. Let us find pleasure in leisurely chats and savor luxuriously slow meals with our kith and kin once again.

Zoom-free relationships. In all ways.