DO THIS FOR YOURSELF
Girls’ Weekend
Picking up where we left off
This weekend I had the pleasure of spending nearly a day with my two best buds from high school. We arrived at 11:30 Saturday morning. We drove away at 10:30 Sunday morning. We shared twenty-three hours of bliss; twenty-three hours of catching up on another year’s highs and lows in our otherwise separate lives.
As I was driving home from our Girls’ Weekend, I felt energized and grateful for having had another chance for us all to be together. We are all in our mid-sixties: class of 1975. It is never far from my mind that one of these years there will be just two of us meeting without the third. People die. I try not to think too much about that, but it does happen.
My favorite thing about these Girls’ Weekends, is that we can pick up exactly where we left off as if the conversation has never ended. My friend K. had always assured me it would be like that. She had seen how well her mom had been able to keep a lifelong friendship going, so she knew it was possible. I wanted to believe.
It also gives us a chance to vicariously enjoy each other’s lives. We can give each other advice for whatever the conundrum of the year is, and we can glimpse what our own lives might have been like if we had made different choices.
So, there we are, three little sixty-somethings, relishing our time together. When we’re talking into the wee hours of the night, it is easy to catch a glimpse of the teenagers we used to be, back in our dormitory days. The same things seem to make us giggle as much as they ever did, and perhaps we laugh a little harder now than we used to.
How about you? Are there special friends from your high school days that you haven’t spoken to in a long while? How do you stay in touch? Text messages? Phone calls? When is the last time you have had a face-to-face visit? Here is my sage advice: do it now! Don’t wait too long! You’ll be amazed at how good it feels to hug and be hugged by a lifetime friend. What are you waiting for?
Key Message: Meeting once or twice every year has been a great way for my “best buds” and I to keep the fire of our friendship burning bright. Think how much sweeter your own life could be if you could find a way to let some of your “besties” back into your life?
