My friends. To try to describe them in words would be an injustice to them and a huge understatement. These past few days I have been spending a lot of time with friends. Thursday night we had a pink themed party. In other words, a bunch of girls dress in pink, ask a bunch of guys to do the same and then meet up at a place to have a HUGE DANCE PARTY! It was a great time. And the best part, not the dance party. The dinner prior. Me and 7 other girls and the boys. Gathered around a crowded table at Z' Tejas, we enjoyed each other. Our conversation went from crazy professors to hilarious SNL skits and everything in between- I will leave that up to your imagination.
Only 6 months ago we were all in different cities, scared out of our minds of becoming independent and last night we were all around the same table sharing stories like old friends. My friends. The people who a short while ago were not even a thought have now fulfilled my ideal picture of relationships. So, why am I sharing all of this? Why does this matter to you-the random stumbler who decided to look past the cheesy blog title and actually read this? Well...my hope is that you want my friends. That you want to laugh and share and grow and when the night comes to an end, you walk away satisfied and confident and exhausted.
Yes, this reads like a motivational speech. Well so what if it is. Because, tonight I experienced my friends again. My roommates for next year decided to grab our favorite dinner...casual. Once again, we sat around the table- we ate (plenty), we shared, we laughed, and we had a jam session in the car on the way home. A group of girls who have grown to love each other deeply, care for one another sincerely, enjoy each other richly, and live for the glory of God passionately. I could not think of anything better.
So, you can't have my friends, because I am convinced mine were uniquely made for me. But, every person has friends out there that will compliment and complete them. As for a great restaurant or fun coffee shop, I don't have one. I can't seem to remember anything about the meal that stood out. Just the friends.