I call them “my people”. All my life I’ve searched for them. I have prayed for them countless times. Occasionally, I’ve crossed paths with them for brief times and on rare occasions I’ve been lucky enough to tread the trail of life with them for years.
My people…you know the kind of people you meet and instantly like them, you connect with them on some strange level your not sure of, you find yourself talking about all the crazy things you have in common. Those people you can talk to about everything and nothing all at the same time. The kind of people that you walk away from thinking, “those are my kind of people and I want to know more about them”.
I’ve always thought of myself as a little different, maybe not quite like the rest. I get way too excited about the silly things, not always really great at the things we deem normal, and good at things that may seem slightly unusual. It took me years into my adult life to figure out who I was, what I was truly passionate about, and to see the gifts God had given specifically for me. And it took me years to truly be okay with all of that!
Maybe I’m not alone in that, maybe we all feel a little different, not quite like the norm. Maybe that’s the true beauty in it all. Perhaps, we are all just searching for “our people”. The ones that get us, the ones that share our excitement, the ones that are eager to jump on the next adventure with us, the ones who see us at our best and at our worst and love us just the same. Maybe, just maybe we aren’t all that different after all??
Every time one of “my people” crosses my path, even if it’s just for a moment, I’m grateful. I’m grateful because it’s a rare find but that’s what makes it all the more beautiful! And when you find those kind of people in your life hold onto them as long as you can and never stop reminding them how much they are loved and valued!
To all the people in my life that have become my people, I love you dearly and there isn’t a day that goes by that I’m not incredibly grateful that I get to be a part of your life!!
Who are your people?!
As always keep shining,
A. Flavio
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I love this post April. In two short days I mark the one year anniversary of losing my best friend since 5th grade. She was definitely one of “my people” and I will forever miss her. I take solace in knowing she is with our God and one day we will meet again in glory and I will be able to hear her unique laughter! Thanks for your wonderful charm in your blog! Miss you.
Denise, thank you for reading and your sweet comments! I can’t even imagine losing my best friend, but I’m sure all the years you shared together brought so much joy and cherished memories! Thank you for sharing! I love hearing from my readers. Miss seeing your sweet self! Take care lady!