A Safe Friend

There’s nothing like having a friendship with someone who feels like home. 

Silvia and I – Dinner with Our Families

I met Silvia years ago at a church I was attending. Instantly, I liked this smart, beautiful, gifted woman. She’s the kind of person who looks proper but actually doesn’t take herself too seriously. She has an easy way about her and quick sense of humor that makes her comfortable to be around. 

When she became the women’s ministry leader, it was easy to see why. Silvia is confident and driven while being caring and purposeful. She is a whiz with details that bring joy and communicate beauty to all women. She also curates moments of reflection and encourages stillness that allows you to hear God’s voice louder than anyone else’s. 

I wrote for her newsletter at the time because she encouraged me to do so. She saw something in me and, true to her nature, she wanted to pull it out of me. All so that I could find fulfillment and understand that my words matter. 

Although we both parted ways with that church, I’m grateful that we stayed connected. Years later, when I ended up moving to her town, we reconnected on a much more personal level. 

Something my friend and I share is that we both have our professional careers while also having bubbly, creative sides! Silvia has grown her own coaching business for women, out of her heart’s passion. It’s in this area that I enlisted her help to chase after a passion of my own: writing. Only she knows the hours we have spent together planning, laughing, me stalling and us redoubling efforts. I appreciate the stern and gentle ways she has prodded me along. She was the spark who ignited this blog, actually. 

When I entered into a chapter of “everything new whether I like it or not”, she was a touchstone of continuity. Her friendship reminded me that there are still people who loved me despite life’s changes.

She spoke into my deepest, darkest places, depositing light and hope. Those deposits were crucial to me being able to stand on my feet again.  When the old me died and a different me emerged, she celebrated it all and helped me to appreciate metamorphosis.

So, to have God move in her life in a way that very suddenly takes her to another state in the country is…making me want to throw a toddler-like tantrum. But, I know what a powerhouse she is and I know the kind of impact she brings. As much as I incessantly whine inside, I know I can’t keep her to myself. It’s my turn to be a touchstone. 

Sil – I love you! I’m grateful for your family and the moments that all of us have shared growth. Fly high and proud in the new boundaries our Lord has set for you! Thank you for everything. I know we have more time left together but these last few years have been so special. I wanted you to know that. 

You sent me the below once to “encourage” me and, well, right back at ya! LOL!


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