This past Sunday my mom and I went to a Pampered Chef party at the home of someone I have known for a very long time. We grew up together, going to our sisters' basketball tournaments and bonding throughout middle and high school.
Towards the end of our college time we grew apart. In retrospect (now that I'm sooo old and wise) it was so stupid to grow apart. It's been a few years now that I've been back in our home town area and have honestly thought many times over these past few years of reaching out to her...but I let my life get busy and honestly had concerns that she wouldn't want to hear from me.
So when she chose to reach out by inviting me to her home, there was no way I could decline. And I am so happy I went. I was a little nervous walking up to her house, but when she opened the door with a huge smile, said "it's been too long", and reached out to hug me it totally made my nerves go away. It's silly to think that now when I'm less than 2 years from being a 30 year old I would be nervous to see someone that I've known for over half my life...but I was.
After the P-Chef party my mom and I hung out for a little while. Our moms got caught up and so did we. As I stood there holding her 3rd child who is already about 4 months old, I was suddenly sad. Sad that I allowed myself to be stupid and immature and so focused on my own life that I let a friendship go. Since our last angry conversation we both graduated college, moved back to our hometown, met our future husbands, married our husbands, moved into our 1st grown up homes, and she has had 3 kids! It's sad to think that we both missed out on those important life moments for each other and will never get those back.
But just as quickly as I was suddenly sad, I was suddenly happy. I felt so happy that we were finally doing this. Finally seeing each other and trying to be friends again. Yes, it will take time as all wounds need healing, but I'm glad the healing process has finally started...it's been a long time coming. :)
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