Thursday, October 17, 2013

Old Friends

Some years ago, Willie Nelson sang a song about old friends:

Lord, when all my work is done, bless my life and give me one...
Old Friend.

All my friends are precious to me, but my Old Friends are special.  Because I've lived in the same town almost all of my life, I constantly interact with people I've known all though elementary and high school.  Some of us went on to college together (Go Gators!), and a few of us still attend the same church.

Now, in this age of the internet and social media, the contacts continue with those who've moved to other parts of the country.  My life is blessed because I have more than one Old Friend.

Priscilla is one such Old Friend.  After we finished those great years at the University of Florida, Pris moved to LA...Lower Alabama.  She came home last week, just for a day, and we had a great visit.  Along with two other OFs, we filled my living room with laughter and memories. 

And you know what?  We still talked of hopes and dreams and plans for the future just like those girls that giggled and dreamed in high school.  I admit that hoping and dreaming 50+ years later does have a different ring to it.  Life today revolves around what the grandkids are doing and our latest medical report.  We're still kicking, just not as high.

As much as we hate to admit it, our minds aren't quite as sharp as they used to be.  I waved as Pris and her husband drove out of my driveway.  I closed the door and looked at the empty couch in my living room.  And the IPhone in my hand...the one that takes such great pictures.  And it hit me...doggone it!

We didn't take a picture! 

O well.  As hard as we try, we can't think of everything.  As Carol Burnett used to sing...I'm so glad we had this time together...