It’s been a year since I came to visit you.
It feels far too long,
but I can’t afford to fly to Saskatoon
every time I want to see you
(which is kinda always).
So thank God for the telephone
because speaking with you
gives my spirit wings.
Over my morning coffee,
and your morning tea,
(though several provinces apart)
we share, ponder and discuss
problems and triumphs,
and celebrate our awesome things.
God in all his wild and tender beauty,
feels closer to these little bits of his creation
–two busy moms laughing in their kitchens–
when we are together.
So bosom friend,
enriched by your wisdom and humour,
your sense of adventure and joyful openness to others,
I have treasure enough to fly around the world!