Once again, I’m getting behind on recording for posterity those things that make me grateful to be alive and in the company of so many wonderful people. I know, I should have all day to get it down, shouldn’t I? Ah well. No time to start again like the present, eh?
This week I am grateful for:
Gather round, kids.
Did you know that years and years ago, before “Best Friends Forever” was ever lolspeak, we old ones used to actually write out all three words? And wear it on little silver hearts necklaces, broken in two or three pieces? I know, I know… it seems crazy to waste all that space with all those letters when three will suffice. What can I say? … it was the olden days.
And did you youngsters also know that silly little phrase has the potential to actually mean something important? That’s right. If you’re truly lucky, some of the dozens of people you claim as your BFFs may actually be around… forever.
Or at least for a good 30 or 40 years or so.
Sure, you may lose touch for awhile. Different schools, marriage, moving to new cities, states, and countries. Depending on who gets married, gets a job, or has a baby first, you may actually feel quite disconnected to each other’s lives and daily activities.
But the real BFFs always come back. And it really is like coming home, everytime you see each other or chat on the phone… even if it’s been months inbetween.
There’s just something so important, so gratifying about reconnecting, over and over, with people who knew you as you were figuring out who to be, what to believe, what to dream, and how to get along in your skin.
And no, I haven’t worn my piece of a three-part heart in more than a decade.
But I know right where it is.