Over a scrumptious Greek egg scramble, homemade sour dough bread, and fresh squeezed orange juice with a 1/2 inch of pulp on top, we caught up.
Now other than keeping track of each other on Facebook and the chance encounter at a local pizzeria a couple of months ago, we haven't seen each other is several years. Yet somehow our lives keep intersecting.
We first met some 15 years ago when I worked at a rubber stamp and scrapbook store. She is a very gifted artist and would occasionally do in-store demonstrations for us. We would strike up conversations and always seemed to click. Eventually I left the store and we lost track of each other.
In 2003 we went church shopping and finally settled on one that had something for everyone in the family. One of the first Sundays we were there who do I see up on stage in the Praise Band, my friend. Slowly we reconnected. Over the course of time, she moved out of town to explore new possibilities in her life and we lost touch again.
2013, and we have been reconnecting via Facebook. Then much to my surprise she shows up in an on-line travel/photography class that I am in. Well, that pushed it over the edge, we had to get together and catch up.
After an hour long breakfast conversation, and feeling the pressure from the waiting area for our coveted booth. We decided to move to a nearby coffee shop and continue our time together.
During our continued conversation, my friend is watching the guy that is roasting the coffee beans. After he is done roasting, and he is preparing to leave he comes over to the table behind us to gather his personal belongings. Now my friend is bold compared to my reserved personality, the next thing I know she is engaging him in conversation and getting permission to let us come to their larger roasting facility and take pictures. She is the push I need to get out there more and not be afraid to ask for permission to shoot something, the worst they can do is say no.
Two big things I took away from our morning together:
- Be bold and just ask
- As immensely talented as an artist, as my friend is, she still struggles with her sense of place in it all.