Teardrops behind the Sunglasses

I awoke with hope, energy, new perspective. Monday morning washing away the 'funk' I had been in the past few days.  Being the first day of my girl's swim lessons, I grabbed my book, sunglasses, water and phone as we headed to the pool.  And it was there at the side of the pool I found teardrops sliding down behind my sunglasses.  So much for my resolve, as my heart quietly spoke,

Lord, three years since we moved, three years...and still no close friend to just sit poolside with and chat with.  Why? Why has it been so hard to make friends this time.  Oh I've met some amazing people, and many I call friends, and yet they lack the closeness I've felt in my past friendships. And I don't even have a baby or toddler that I have to go into the water with anymore, no excuse to chat with the other moms who are in the water with their little ones. Oh this growing up of my children is bittersweet, in so many ways.  

That was a week ago.  Today I left the pool feeling like I received a 'hug' from God himself.  Another mom I had worked with at the school had been at the pool last week for her kid's private lessons, and so for just 20 minutes every day last week, while their lessons overlapped, we found ourselves sitting poolside together. We chatted about our kids growing up and shared fun activities we're doing with our kids this summer. We smiled and we laughed.  And I enjoyed that sweet conversation for the joy it was.  Today was the last day of her kid's lessons, so it will be quiet again tomorrow, well unless God decides to send another hug to me.