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“Rules are used to be break”

When I started this blog, I really had no idea what I was doing – nor did I know how often to write.  Yesterday, I was really busy working on the book proposal so when the clock struck twelve midnight and I hadn’t published an entry, I decided to skip a day. I didn’t think anyone would notice.

This morning, the first thing my friend asked me was,”where was the blog?  I woke up, sat down with my coffee, ready to read your blog and there was nothing.  What happened?”  It was nice to receive some texts and emails, wondering where I was yesterday. Thanks!

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I live so far north of “civilization” that when I drive to the Newmarket/Aurora area, I strategically plan my errands and do some major multitasking.  Today, I had an early morning hair appointment, followed by a Tim Hortons tea with a friend,  a trip to the bank, I  returned six Lance Armstrong books to the library, (OK, OK – I admit I love cycling pictures!), babysat Isaiah and Mikaela for the afternoon, dropped off a couple of Christmas presents here and there,  picked up beautiful “friend-made” bouquets and boutonnieres for my daughter’s wedding on January 1st and I topped off my afternoon with an inspiring conversation with my friend, Linda.

But let’s go back to the hair appointment.

Lindsey and I have become good friends  – we talk and anything and everything. Today, she asked me about my book.  I was talking about the challenge and excitement of writing a book proposal as well as the immense joy that I am experiencing on this book-writing journey.  As we were talking, another woman, whom I had never met, came in and sat down.  She listened to our conversation and then quietly asked, “What’s your book about?”

I can’t remember exactly how I responded but it was something like, “Well, I’m writing a book about the loss of inter-generational friendships between women and I am experimenting with an exciting new principle and platform to help make this relationship happen more often.”

The woman responded, “I know what you mean. We’re missing a big chunk of life when we don’t encourage different generations to come together.  You’ll like this…one of my work responsibilities is to lead an innovative program where high school students and seniors come together to create vegetable gardens on the senior residence property. The students will get community service hours and the seniors will get new friends.  It’s a win-win situation.  New friends for everyone. Who knows where this could go? I’m really excited about it.”

Me too.  I couldn’t agree more.  I am becoming more and more convinced that there is something missing in our lives when we limit our meaningful relationships to those with like minded/same age people.  It’s like we’ve settled for so much less than what could be.

I have a special, ongoing friendship with a 20 year old international student.   She lived with my husband and I for two years while she was attending high school/learning English and we had many wonderful and memorable, late night conversations about life and God and boys and school and boys and…anyways…one day, she was very angry about a school policy,  which she felt was unreasonable.  In her frustration, she yelled, “rules are used to be break!! ” I couldn’t help but laugh but I got her point loud and clear…and I agree.    Some things have been a certain way for a while but they need to change.  We are losing the impact and beauty of inter-generational friendships.

Friendships with women of all ages is an enriching  experience.  I believe this is an area of life that needs to grow and flourish again.   Our priorities need to be challenged.  Our perspectives need to be enlarged.

Perhaps we need to change.

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