Just home from Monday morning breakfast club. You never know who will be there and who won't. Well, we knew Kris wouldn't be there - she's on her way to sitting on a sunny beach in Puerto Plata with her book, her drink and her camera in 84F temperatures. So we have -8C temperatures, the sun is trying to shine and intermittent snow. What do we have to be jealous about. But I will admit, there was a collective sigh this morning when we mentioned Kris.
There is always pleasant conversation, lots of laughs - usually at each other. But then isn't that part of what makes a friendship, when you are able to share the good, the bad and the embarrassing moments. When the laughs come easy, and it's not about laughing at someone but laughing with them.
Ran into an old friend while leaving Hursty's (our local spot for breakfast) this morning. It's funny how old friends, that you haven't seen for quite some time, can become almost like strangers. I know anyone of the ladies I had breakfast with this morning better than I know this 'old friend'. It's been a lot of years with very little contact between us. We were maid-of-honor for each other and were quite close but the years have gone by, life happened without either of us in the other's life. We've tried to stay in touch. For awhile we did manage to get together for the occasional 'girl's weekend' but that didn't last long. When we do meet it's always the same good-bye - "let's plan to get together soon". Old friends are good, they keep you humble especially if you knew them when you were young and foolish. A lot of secrets could be told, some that might best be forgotten. New friends, on the other hand, get to know you when you have matured, when you are beyond embarrasing yourself, YA RIGHT!
New friends, old friends - the best kind of friends to have.
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