I just finished listening to an audiobook, A Vintage Friendship, by Cathy Hopkins. It was a wonderful story about high school friends who lose track and are reunited many years later.
It made me think a lot about friends, and especially two I lost recently, Denise and Donna. Denise and I met in high school, many years ago, in the 1970s. We stayed friends all this time, and she always had my back.
I miss her so much, but hadn’t talked to her for awhile, so I was devastated. She loved Barry Manilow, so we went to some of his concerts. We had terrible seats. Every time I see the episode of “Gilmore Girls,” when Sookie and Lorelai have terrible seats for a Bangles concert, I think of us at that show.
She also loved the Beach Boys, and we went to some of their concerts, too.
We had better seats.
She was always there for me. When my husband passed away, she was there. She took me to see the first Harry Potter movie and invited me and my parents to Thanksgiving dinner for several years after my husband was gone.
She and her husband, Bill, had four-legged as well as feathered friends for children. When Bill turned fifty, we were invited to his 50th celebration.
Some of their friends brought dogs dressed in costume.
When my parents had to go into a nursing home, she took me to visit them and even brought her therapy dogs to come and see my parents.
She was one of the nicest people I’ve ever known and I feel lucky to have had her for a friend.
I met Donna my first year of college. She was a friend of my best friend. She was funny and things I remember most is that she liked to sing as well as dress up and decorate her home for Halloween.
I went to several fun parties at her home, and she came to some of my parties. After she moved out of town, she still kept in touch.
As the new year begins, I think my friend’s who are still hear and I want to stay in contact. My friend’s who passed away are always in my heart and their memories live on.