With the sun setting it was necessary to cover the bare skin of my arms. Putting on my flannel, it smelt of summer. Sunscreen to be specific. The past few days it has occupied the same bag I use for my nanny activities, that do in fact require large amounts of sun screen. I positioned myself on the ledge of the cement wall of the viewing point so my feet dangled comfortably, then happily opened my Ninkasi that Dean had brought along. It wasn't till then I truly took in the perfect site in front of me. The city that has brought me such joy, beginning to sparkle with evening city lights as the sun dropped. When the sky turned completely black and the last beer had been finished, Dean hugged me as he always does, a massive, feet off the ground, I love you to pieces hug and we part ways.
These meet ups are generally like this. We drink local microbrews, pick an epic spot to enjoy the city we love, whist enjoying a good IPA and talk about God. Married, pastor to be and traveling loving, free spirit seem to be an odd pair of friends, but theres one major thing we have in common. We both are obsessed with people and how to become better at loving people. In the same sense we both are on a path in doing such, Pastor.. Nurse..
I'm grateful to have so many different types of people and styles of relationships in my life that mold me in such a way. I think its important to purposely seek out a variety of connections in turn creating your own sense of truth. I always walk away from Dean talk's with at least a few things that truly stick and this time was no different. I admire his dedication to the profession of love and only hope to be as good at it as he is.
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