Amber has quickly become one of my most closest and dearest of friends, who by chance and wondrous opportunity has introduced me to some amazing French and French Canadian ladies. I met these girls late February, early March and I must say I have never had such an instantaneous connection with anyone like I have with these people. If I have before, it has been quite rare because I truly can't recall. Don't get me wrong, I love all my close friends dearly but I suppose it makes things extra special when you can connect with people from an entirely different country and who speak a different language.
So, I happened to be in Amber's side of town yesterday and I decided to give her a surprise visit. We ended up watching some videos and reviewing pictures of her visit to Quebec and pictures from when the girls came to visit California. Among her files were videos of the folk group named Le Vent du Nord (wind of the North) who by the way we would listen to nearly non-stop while these girls were here, and one of this young girl singing some traditional Quebecois folk songs like an amazing little songbird. By the way, if you know of the Quebecois culture, you are aware that these people can chime into any folk song en masse, in unison, at any given moment. This is precisely what we began to discuss; their altogether joyous approach to life. It brought us both to tears. Really. We started to wonder why we as westerners are so uptight, always on the go and are never in tune with any part of our history. It made me truly miss my new friends and it made me well aware of how blessed I am to have met them. It also made me wonder why I choose to live here. Seriously.
I've met these girls at the most opportune moment in my life. I have plans to go see them as soon as I graduate. Which more than likely will not be for another 18 months or so since I have just started my program of study. However, I sincerely doubt that I will be able to wait that long.
I miss my girls.
"I miss you, [just as] equally."
