Beads...

Recently my best friend Mishele taught me how to make a little beaded bracelet. You have to understand, I have a bit of crafting ADHD. I glom onto something and dizzily want to spend hours for a few days and then I get distracted with something else...like writing a blog. Anyway, the time learning to bead was fun, but the real value was in the way two friends could sit quietly while creating. Occasionally, there would be words, but the comfort came from knowing that the other was there. The beads represented our shared moments filled with encouragement in hard times, laughter and silliness, and companionship that has survived long separations and distance. I'll probably remember Mishele everytime I make a bracelet and treasure our day on the porch. It will be catalogued with many others and it will circle my heart much like the finished bracelet.