friendship / by Carey

"The happiest moments my heart knows are those in which it is pouring forth its affections to a few esteemed characters."  Thomas Jefferson

I am an introvert.  I wear that badge proudly.  And yet.  

I am created by my Creator, by design, to long for companionship.  relationship.  connection.  community.

So while I am refueled and refreshed by finding time to be alone, where I can think, write, process, pray, and just be... I still have a yearning for connection.  I wasn't always aware of this.  When I was out in the real world, I had enough connections with others that I didn't realize I needed them.  When I entered the isolated world of stay-at-home-mommydom, I started to come face to face with yet another contradiction of how I viewed myself.

I needed other people.  I needed connection.  I needed a friend.

For years I have longed for that sense of  camaraderie that we experienced while in college.  Living amongst our closest friends.  We ate together.  We did homework together.  We walked to class together.  We played together.  We did life together.  This seemingly unerring bond was forged.  And once we all ended our time there and moved onto our various paths, I missed it.  I missed them.  I missed that feeling of really belonging to them.  Our group.

I sought to find it again.  But I've discovered over the decade since that so much of what I experienced then had to do with how much of our lives we invested in each other.  How we much revealed.  How much we gave.  How much we sacrificed.  And time.  Sheer, simple time.

That kind of bond... one forged... takes time.

The investment of time, day after day after day.  That turns into years.  It cannot be made artificially.  There are no substitutes.  It is a recipe that must be followed precisely with dedication and determination.

And that brings me to my friend, Dana.  I have longed for a friend of that forged bond for so long.  We met so many years ago that I don't even remember when it was.  2003 maybe?  We started out in small group at church with them.  And over time we have grown closer and closer.  And today I can clearly say she is my most treasured, best friend in this world.

I am so thankful for her and her sweet spirit that reminds me of Who is really in control.  I love that I can let all my guards down with her.  There need be no pretending.  No pretenses.  She's seen my house in the state is reality it lives in and lives to tell the tale.  She's seen ME in the state I really am with all my ugliness that festers inside and loves me anyway.  She's seen my struggles.  She's seen my triumphs.  And she stands by for both.

I am somewhat embarrassed to admit that I shot these images in September of 2010.  Over a year ago.  She got the images long ago, but its just been on my todo list to blog them.  They've been in my header since I redesigned my blog  - and I cannot even remember how long ago that was!  But now that I've discovered a much faster way to blog images, I managed to get it done.

Without further ado, my best friend and her family.

Carey Pace 2010

Carey Pace 2010

Carey Pace 2010

Carey Pace 2010

Carey Pace 2010

Carey Pace 2010

Carey Pace 2010

Carey Pace 2010

Carey Pace 2010

Carey Pace 2010

Carey Pace 2010

Carey Pace 2010

Carey Pace 2010

I shot these with my
D90
50mm f.18