You can't make old friends
It was at my 40th High School Reunion that I saw some old friends again. Our paths had not crossed in those subsequent 40 years. It felt good to open those doors once again. Life got in the way of me reaching out to those wonderful women, until I ran into one of the girls at the beach. I've been going to that same beach, in the same spot for years. I am sure there was some divine intervention that day!
We sat and talked for a long time and I suggested we reach out to the other girls and do a simple "get together" at my home in the near future. That first gathering was 6 years ago. It was a wonderful day - a "meeting of the minds" as these women shared their stories. Something special happened that day. An unbreakable chain was formed. Since that day (and up until the pandemic) we've come together for dinners, shows, birthdays, and even funerals. We have formed a strong network, and a safe place to reach out to one another. We have laughed with each other, cried together and prayed for each other.
I have such respect for these women. Each one has a story and we have all walked different paths, yet we wound up together....
