Yesterday (last night actually), I had the great pleasure of spending time with one of my childhood friends. We've known each other and been friends through thick and thin for about 20 years, and as it turned out, she was my first honey.
In the years of our friendship, we had lots of ups and downs. We worked our way through petty high school backstabbing and name-calling. I went away to college and moved out of town. She went to college, got married, had a beautiful daughter and we went on with our lives as people are apt to do. And we have the great kind of friendship that we don't have to talk every day or every month for that matter. We know that the other has a life and when we connect, we pick up right where we left off.
Of course, we're different people now with vastly different lives. And it's funny how in the "good ol' days" we used to spend hours talking about the somedays that were ahead. And now we spend a good deal of time saying, "Hey, remember when...?"
But you know that's the true test of friendship I think. We've shared a lot in our 20 years of friendship -- some ugly moments, some joyous moments -- but it's comforting to know that someone out there knows you inside and out.
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That's how WE are. Sometimes pork can be trying, but friends always stick together. Especially in a stew or goulash.
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