Finding My Way Out

Re-Awakening Joy, Re-Imagining Life

Blast From The Past

Sunday I had the best visitor, a very dear old friend. Old in the sense that we have known each other a long time, not that she is older.

Graham and I have known Jen since maybe Jr. High.  We all grew up in the same Church youth group. She is one of those friends that has been there during all the silly teenage things I did, including stalking the boy I loved then who is now my husband. Jen was the first person we told we were engaged. Graham actually arranged the engagement to happen when she was in town from college.

 

So Sunday Jen and her great family came to our home.  We had not seen each other in 4 or 5 years and it was so fun to catch up and laugh and see each others families. We laughed about the fact that we never imagined being married and having kids let alone visiting as families. We laughed about the silly things we once did; she told stories to my girls who were mortified at how stupid their mother once acted. Those were the days’; don’t get me wrong I wouldn’t go back if you paid me. But, how fun though to sit and remember how far you have come and remember who you used to be. I love Jen she makes me laugh and she is a great listener she makes you feel like you are the only one in the room. She also has walked me through some very tough times in my life – it is great to have a friend who has seen you at your worst and still loves you.

 

It was so good to pick right back up with her! It was a huge blessing to have here over, and it was a great reminder of how blessed I have been in my life with great friendships. I think we should all have people in our lives that remind us of who we use to be and hopefully how far we have come.  Although, I think there is still some of that silly teenage girl in me.

 

Here’s to getting older but remembering the good old days, to making new friendships to fill the void of the ones that have moved away, and to becoming something better tomorrow than we were yesterday or are today.

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  monica @ transplanting me wrote @

i remember those as the good ol’ days, too. but so agree i have no desire to do them again.

what a great time for you to be able to relive all that with someone who knew you back when.

  jennifer hutson wrote @

I don’t have a blog, but I feel exactly the same way. Thanks for writing it down. We promise not to let so much time go by again before getting together, and you have to promise to work an Indiana stop into your trip the next time you go to Michigan.

Since seeing you, I have run across lots of old pictures of us — at the Zoo with Wendy, at my old house in Aurora (when my parents were out of town!), and in Metamora, MI standing on the porch of a mobile home on our infamous road trip. When I think of my life today full of parent/teacher nights, diapers, and the demands of work and family, those days seem so distant — I am almost unsure that it was really us. Seeing you again was a great reminder not to completely loose touch with our spontaneous, youthful selves!!

Love you, Jenn


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