My courtyard in Santorini, Greece
My friend, Carol, and I have been friends for a rather long time, knowing each other since we moved to FL in 1988. In the early 2000s is when we began having the heart to heart conversations together. We have been known to sit across the table from each other for four or even more hours. We were sure to tip well to make up for the time. Carol and I would often be dissolved in tears together as well as sharing laughs over life's events. Being church friends is for sure the tie that binds but now that Carol and Cliff changed churches, we have so much more to discuss. As I type this, I feel the strong urge to reach out to my friend for some time across the table again! 
Carol in my dining room at The Palace
In another posting I have written about my friend, Deborah Bowman, who passed away in fall of September of 2021. My heart aches for her company. We met at the pool at The Club and became fast friends. We would talk and talk and talk there, and in area restaurants. She was a godly woman, had the most amazing zeal for the Lord and His work. Our conversations would be about her work, our lives, anything and everything requiring our discussion! Our favorite places to meet were at Tom & Betty's, sharing an order of funnel cake fries or at Saigon Wok, sometimes closing up the place. Gosh, I miss her!
Fries were Deborah's Kryptonite, she claimed
Years ago I had a neighbor and friend, Kathy, who had a full plate caring for her elderly mom who lived in my building. When her mom went down for a nap, Kathy would often find her way to my door where we met at my table in the dinette. If Justin happened to be at home, I let him know that she was coming so he would not crash our party, as it were. Some things young men do not need hear, if you know what I mean. One time after I advised Justin that Kathy was on her way up he suggested I hang a sign on the door with my price on it, like the girl in the Peanuts commercial. The help, the ears, I offered was free, and a pleasure to share. Now Kathy and I get together less frequently but still I appreciate the time with her, across the table.
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