Growing up, I tried desperately to fit in with certain people. I would let them push me around and make me feel worthless and un-worthy of this real love or friendship. PJ was someone who never did that.
We lived down the street so we would always carpool together to and from both games and practices. My dad coached so it only made sense that he come along. PJ always treated me with respect and is undoubtedly my oldest friend to this day. From long car rides after games to summer jobs landscaping, we’ve done a lot. Now, he’s here in England and it’s different.
We’re not those same kids anymore and I’m glad. We’ve both grown so much I’m proud of our progress. We’re at two very different points in the journey. He has just arrived and is looking forward to taking advantage of his two weeks in Europe. I on the other hand, am looking forward to being home. The next few days together will be interesting to say the least but I’m grateful our paths continue to cross and we can share this experience together.
Today I’m Grateful For…
- The month of July and everything I’ve learned these past weeks
- Summer landscaping
- My dad for coaching my teams
- Friday night revs games
- Being cozy and warm when it’s cold
- Karaoke songs in the car
- My siblings
- Old movies and popcorn
- Sharing stories and laughter
- Free drinks!
- My bed sat home
- Getting stuff done
- People who hold open doors and show consideration to others
- New music in the Discover Weekly
- Walks to the grocery store
- My audiobooks
- New England sports
- Fried food and French fries
- My brother and PJ both visiting this summer
- Change and growth
- New perspectives
- Summer pickup on the turf
- Leaders and captains who inspire me
- When things work out / safe travels
- This very moment
As always, check out my first blog, 25 Things I’m Grateful For (#1) to know why I’m writing this list and why I want you to start yours.
Featured image isn’t of PJ but it’s of a fresh perspective of a familiar place. Mt. Tolmie in Washington is important to me but a place I try and look at with fresh eyes. The same is true for my friend PJ’s visit. We have old memories I’m happy to be looking at with fresh eyes.