I get to see good friends when they come to town to see their family
I went over to Tisha's mom's house today to see her before she flew back to Arizona. It had been over five years since we last saw each other and a lot has changed. Tisha unexpectedly lost her husband 2 years ago, moved from California to Arizona, and is now raising her three children as a single mom and doing a great job! We have been friends for around 30 years. We grew up in the same circle. And even though she was a few years ahead of me in school we became great friends. I felt like I was part of their family . . . eating graham crackers with milk in their kitchen on a daily basis, going boating to Lake Powell and Willard Bay with her family, sleepovers, swinging on her swing set for hours in her backyard, believing that she and my sister were professional swingers (a different type of swinger than this generation is familiar with) for some made up guy, and the list goes on and on. Tisha moved away 20 years ago and we have seen each other only a handful of times but I think a sign of true friendship is when you can see each other again and feel like no time has passed and begin right where you left off. And that was exactly how it was today!