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Saturday, June 25, 2011

On the Nature of Old Friendships

Nothing but heaven itself is better than a friend who is really a friend. ~Plautus

I have been blessed to have wonderful people in my life. Some friends were for a season, though treasured and remembered with great fondness, like my first best friend Imelda.  She was wonderful.  She had long auburn hair, freckles and a beautiful smile.  Having lost touch for years, we are FB friends now and she looks happy and well and I am glad for her.

Then there was the neighborhood gang I grew up with, went to school with and hung out with at the pond.  June and Jimmy and the rest of them, Daena, Teresa, Judy, Joanne, John, the BWB gang and that rotter David Peschel.  

Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive.  ~Anäis Nin

Then there was high school.  The teen years of drama and angst, the Breakfast Club stereotypes and all.  First loves, first hates, passionate friendships, broken ones, first deep hurts amid the bewildering, hormonal craziness that high school can be. 
There was also refuge, fun, inspiration and release in Drama Club, Concert Choir and Don Nardo's classroom.  I met amazing people. With them I sang, played, skipped class, hung out, studied, partied, commiserated, learned to smoke, acted, worked with and a few I went to proms with too. These were heady times. It was High School.   The old gang still warms my heart and knowing how they are matters to me. Facebook has been a huge blessing for reconnecting with old friends.  A few I like even better now, that we are older and wiser, but just as silly.  I wish we could hang out in person but time, logistics and life get in the way.  It is what it is, I love you guys.  You know who you are.

 True terror is to wake up one morning and discover that your high school class is running the country.  ~Kurt Vonnegut

Post high school and college were some of my favorite years in the friendship realm.  I hung out with my little sister and some of her pals a great deal.
These were also my not so well behaved years.  The years in college where I was a little lost, a lot lonely and looking for love in all the wrong places. 
My friend Jimmy and I faced these years together more often than not and we had some grand times, some really low times and some great times and we had each other.  Thank God.  I can't imagine those years without him.  He is one of the funniest, steadiest, nicest guys I have ever known. A raconteur of the finest kind with a gift for getting into situations that make the best stories. The best roommate I ever had.   The man is a gourmet cook and a pain in the ass to clean up after. To this day I don't think he can make dinner without using every pot, pan and utensil in the house.  Notably, it was in his kitchen I saw my first actual fireball.
It was thanks to him I met my boyfriend and thanks to that boyfriend,  I did meet and eventually marry Mr. Right for me.
Of course, being the friend of mainly guys, I had to put up with a lot of their love lives too but Jimmy sensibly married the girl I picked out for him because I loved her.  Lucky for me they are still madly in love.

All of which brings me to the reason for writing today.  Today is the semi-annual gathering that reunites some of us for a few hours.  I can't wait.  Real friendships are not a factor of time or distance.  They are treasures built on shared experience, on laughter and tears, memories and an easy, comfortable familiarity that comes from all of it combined.

I can't wait to see you guys, and yes, I am bringing the salad still.  










1 comments:

BECKY June 26, 2011 at 9:23 AM  

Hi Lizzie! Yay...your comment section is working now! I just loved this entire post about friendships and all the quotes you included, too!

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