As the years go by (and they seem to go by faster now) I realize how lucky I am to stay in touch with my childhood friends. We might not see each other as much as we would like since we all lead full, busy lives. We work, help take care of parents who are starting to fail, help our adult children with their children. Some of us have lost parents, some lost a child, some have had serious health issues, some have divorced and gone on to find new love. We each have our own trials and tribulations in this thing called life.
Recently one of my dearest friends lost his dad and we all went to the funeral at a church most of us had been in while growing up. As I sat with 3 of these childhood friends I thought about all we have been through over the years. It wasn’t always easy for any of us but the memories of childhood and high school and the closeness and comfortable feeling when seeing them made me realize how it is comforting to be with those who have the same crazy memories I have. We have all made new friends and continue to live our individual lives but there is a love, comradery amongst us I know will never die. I am thankful for this and hope I am the type of friend who is always available if needed. I know I could call on any of them if I needed them. Here’s to my childhood friends- Love you always! Xo