"Deep in my heart, I know there’s no promise I’ll be free from trouble in this life. In fact, I’m usually either getting out of trouble, currently in trouble, or about to meet trouble around the next corner."...... I hope you'll stick around for my "Lucille Ball/Gracie Allen" adventures. It promises to be a wild ride.
I attended a bridal shower for a friend
on Sunday. We’ve known each other for approximately six years. It seems to me
that I am always reading stories about friendship and the length of
friendships, and I’ve always wished I had that in my life. I am an introvert
and tend to spend most of my time alone, therefore not putting myself out there
for friendships. Lack of trust is also an issue.
Then, as my best friend and I were
sitting together watching this same friend open her wonderful gifts and having
such a great time, tears came to my eyes because as I looked around the room, I
realized that I did have that friendship in my life.
I have a group of four -now five- women
in my book club group that I have been friends with for around six years
now. We have seen each other through marriage rifts, boyfriend problems,
illness, selling houses, buying houses and moving, looking for Mr. Right,
divorce, children, and grandchildren. We have become an integral part of each
As I sat there and watched my friend open
her gifts, I thought back to our first conversation -which we still laugh about. It was actually the second time we met and we were sitting next to each
other after having served ourselves dinner. I mentioned that I had been reading
a cookbook, and she interrupted me, looking at me as though I were a space
alien, to ask, “How do you read a cookbook”. I remember thinking, what a snob.
I can either make nice or knock the hell out of her. It was a pivotal moment.
Needless to say, I made nice and we
became fast friends. She has since confessed to reading a cookbook or two
herself – but that’s a secret. Oh! And by the way – my answer to, “How do you
read a cookbook?” was, I always buy the ones with pictures.
It is funny how life is sometimes. We
have gone from “looking for Mr. Right” to finding him, and now marrying him
with our friend. We’ve watched a season end and a new exciting one about to
unfold. And, as I look at my wonderful friend, surrounded by opened boxes,
crumpled tissue paper, fine china, and delicate crystal, I find myself quietly
anticipating the chapters still to come in our shared lives.
Best Wishes Tara for a wonderful married
life, and the next season of your life. Do you have special friends in your life? Please feel free to share your thoughts in the comment section.
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