Friends

So I just got to spend an hour on the phone with my good, no actually, my very best friend. She recently moved and I have been missing her dearly. I am excited that I get to see her tomorrow and she'll be spending the week with me.

I have to say, I really love her. I never expected that in my mid-30's that I would meet a new friend that would come to mean so much to me.

It has been hard to not have her close-- just a drive down the road, our weekly dinners or our bike rides downtown.

She is so accepting of me and my silly neurosis, my funny husband and goofy children. Becoming friends with her and her family has been a wonderful experience for not just myself, but my family as well.

So I wonder, what is to become of us. I know that we'll get to see each other here and there-- they aren't that far away. But you know how it goes...first you talk or text everyday, then every few days, then it is maybe once week that slowly turns into once a month. And before you know it, you haven't talked in over 8 months and you have now idea what is happening in that person's life.

I don't want that. I want to know what silly things her kids are doing that day, and to hear her wonderful laughter. I want to see what funny facial hair her husband has started to grow and tease him about his perfectly matched outfits and his Bubba pictures. I want to ride along the riverpath giggling and getting icecream we really don't need.

Only time will tell, but I truly hope that our friendship will continue.