There is just something about being with one's oldest friends.
My childhood BFF was in town for a visit this weekend. We met in Kindergarten when our moms were room mothers. I don't remember exactly how we hit it off, but I can't remember her ever not being around. We had an uncanny knack for wearing our hair the same way on the same days in first grade. We were in the same class together every year in elementary school except for 5th grade. The summer before 8th grade, she came on vacation with my family. I, due to abominable preteen temper tantrums, got sent home...she stayed on vacation with my family. It's still laughed about folklore. I was a bridesmaid in her wedding and we lived in the same apartment complex when we were both first married. She and her husband are The Boy Child's godparents and I am her son's godmother.
Her parents have owned a beach place about three hours from where I live Below the Mason Dixon Line for over 20 years. Since I moved south, we've been getting together once a year when she comes down for her annual vacation. In the past, the kids and I have always gone to them, because really, who passes up a free beach weekend? This year, due to an earlier start date for her husband (they are both teachers) and my own journey back into the classroom, we decided it would be better if they FINALLY came to my house for the weekend before their week at the beach.
Anywho, in the newer friendships I've made as an adult, there's a certain decorum I try to follow. I try not to be catty or gossipy, but in all honesty, sometimes that creates a wall, because I won't contribute to conversations that take a certain turn. KWIM? That's not to say that I NEVER gossip or say unkind things, hey I'm human, but as an adult, I certainly try NOT to! Not so with old friends. You can just talk about people you've always talked about and still not like the person who was mean to you in the 4th Grade, because you were both there and you both remember. You can say things like, "Hey, remember that time in second grade or 7th grade or 10th grade..." and she really will because she was there... You know that she will love you through thick and thin...the good, the bad and the ugly, because she has and she still loves you.
She's like a sister...but not.
...A cherished relationship...
....A renewing visit...
....Just when it's most needed...
...Funny how that happens sometimes...
3 comments:
i love those esy friendships that you can slip into at anytime no matter how long it has been!
I envy that type of friendship! I have moved too many times to have a long lasting friend like that!
I love this post, girl. I saw my BFF like that when I was home in NYC last month, and finally got to meet her precious baby (he's 8 mos, I'd never seen her pregnant! Horrible!) and it was like old home week, if only for a few hours. So glad you had some quality time together. It's so true what it's like to miss someone like this, and so true that it's equally as amazing when you pick up right where you've left off!
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