We had dinner last night with Mia and David . Mia is an old friend from my time in Jerusalem. I was doing my undergrad, she was doing her MA, and we both hit it off in a contemporary poetry class where we shared the smug belief that we were the star students.
Back then we were dating ridiculous people and we still thought mean men were worth our time. I wrote my papers by hand and I was trying to be a femme fatale but I was really just boy crazy and inept. We would skip school on Wednesdays and take fieldtrips to Tel Aviv or just stay home and sing all the children's songs we could remember. One year on my birthday she filled my room with balloons and got us plastic animal noses to wear. Regrettably, we would both play guitar and sing for people who may or may not have been made uncomforable by our warblings.
Years later, Mia relocated with her husband, David, to Toronto, and we have picked up where we left off. We still giggle a lot and love to cook meals together/for each other, but i have a new appreciation for how some friends feed your brain and heart (while filling your belly).
In highschool I had a friend that I would talk to for ages about everything. She used to joke that if if ideas and thoughts filled space, the room would be full.
Last night I was happy for friends like these, and most of all I was happy for a full room.
