I want to love hot coffee.For many reasons.
Not least of which is the fact that it is an excuse to get together. I want coffee friends. My mom had coffee friends. Really, it wasn't about the coffee, they were just people that gave a hoot about her and would stop by or arrange meetings, ask questions, talk about life experiences, listen. They cared about her, and she cared about them. My mom is a great talker. She still calls me, and after 10 minutes we'll get around to what is happening with me. It's not always that way, but sometimes! My mom is receptive and welcoming and good for a conversation, so she invites these kinds of friends into her life. I think people know that when they talk to her, she will listen and accept it, and give feedback, or relate to them. They feel safe with her. They can share and be heard and still be loved at the end of it. What they have to say is met with caring, loving ears, and any response she may offer is said with love and respect. That's what I will be for my coffee friends too.
I think everyone has needs to love and be loved, and to listen and be heard. I think for me this need is partially met by my husband, but I think at it's core, this need extends beyond what a spouse can provide. It's ok to want to talk about yourself and share what you're learning or struggling through; that's a need we have. We also want to listen and glean from what others have to say. At least, I do. So, I want to experience coffee friends by myself and with my husband. I seriously want to have coffee friends that stop by and we talk over beverages and eat whatever is "light" and there. And I want to have discussions that go beyond football or reality TV. It should be organic and not forced. It's just so easy for me (and maybe you?) in this Facebook and acquaintances kind of culture, to loose the art of conversation and get out of practice when it comes to caring for the needs of others.
I think this time in my life with very little ones can make this tricky, but not impossible. Very little ones do not negate my need (and husband's need, because I know he would enjoy this) to love and be loved and to listen and be heard.
By the way, this is about relationships, something that God created us for. We are created to first of all be in a relationship with God, and secondly with other people. I don't feel weird in saying, well a little, that it is a reward in my life to have friends, female and male, that love me and listen to me, and that I love and listen to.

4 comments:
I thought I had coffee friends once. We got together a couple of times before Ian was born. Then we stopped getting together. And it's not because he was born (they both had toddlers) and it's not because I haven't tried reaching out again (busy schedules, choosing the wrong weekends). Sometimes I feel lonely and wonder what happened--did I do/say something? Am I being overly sensitive? Maybe they are able to fill that need in other friendships, and I guess I can understand that.
Our friendships are about 90% online now--still more than many others I 'connect' with online, but they're tweets in passing or likes when we get around to it or a very occasional email, typically initiated by me.
I wish we lived a teeny bit closer so we could coordinate drive-by coffee dates. :)
Me too, Holli. And this is what I mean. I don't want Internet interaction to take the place of face to face time. It's something I need to be purposeful about. Your old coffee friends are lame. J/k.
You are such a gifted writer! I'll be your Coca-Cola friend until you get a coffee maker.
Love it! Thank you for sharing your heart, Deb. Let's share thoughts over a cup of coffee very soon!
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