I must say that I am truly blessed! I have wonderful friends. There are wonderful people whom I work with at Memorial High School. There are friends who have stayed in touch from high school days. There are friends whom Rich and I have met along the way during our marriage who have remained close throughout the years with us. There are those family members who are not only close because of kinship, but because we are friends too.
Then there are those wonderful women who have stayed close to my heart from my college days – Ellen, Jane, and Nita. We have seen each other sporadically at college reunions, and at times we’ve met somewhere and enjoyed ourselves. Even though we don’t see each other weekly, monthly, or even yearly, we could all get together and it would be as though we’d never been apart. We’ve been together through sadness, joy, sickness and just plain oneryness. When I was told I had cancer, I immediately emailed my college friends and asked for prayers. I know that they kept me in their prayers and now I’m in remission. I cherish them and their friendship and am so grateful for them.
I’m very hopeful that once Rich and I retire and are able to leave home for more than a weekend, that we might even meet somewhere in the middle for a couple of days…to reconnect, to bond again, and to feed off each others’ strengths as though we were still in college. I hope my friends know that I think of them frequently and pray for them and their families.
Yes, I have lots of friends…you know who you are…but those friendships from college that have stood the test of time and distance are the ones that I treasure and the good times that I remember. You’re all special, you know.
I cannot believe that we are “that age”! I don’t feel old, I just look it. My chin has disappeared. I have threatened to get a new chin, but I don’t know how they’d do that. I’d just like to know what happened to the one I had. I’d also like to have a waistline again. I KNOW where that went…it’s under all that fat that has accumulated in places that are now undefined and just “hanging around”. I don’t like the way I look, but then I think…I’m still HERE! I can read, I can write, I can quilt, I can do anything I want (as long as it doesn’t entail getting on the floor or something…because I have a devil of a time getting my fat _ss off the ground. I found this out with our grandkids. Believe me, they could take off down the street and I’d still be trying to get up to chase them. I have to relay this story…Rich and I came in church by the tabernacle and so we genuflected. By the way the church was full as Mass was about to start. Rich kept on going and I just stayed there trying to get up. I had to “Pssst….get back here and help me up!” Only he can’t hear very well, so I pretty much had to let the first third of the church in on my predicament. How totally embarrassing! I do NOT genuflect anymore. I nod gently. I figure God is good with this. After all, He hasn’t shown me where the fountain of youth is yet.
Ok, I started out nicely, remembering my dear friends and then I fall into that trap of telling true stories that seem to take on a life of their own. I’m done now.
Just want you to know how special you all are to me. Love you all.
Ok I know where I fit in to this, I’m the one that goes back to our age of 14 and MHS third floor. I love you Barb.
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I am truly touched to be listed among your friends…xxoo…even though it has been more than a couple years since college, it is so wonderful to know that we always pick up right where we left off! Looking forward to our paths crossing soon. Enjoy retirement…Nita
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