FRIENDSHIPS

Mentally fly back to the days of your youth and how invincible we all were. Think about the past and what you have become and the hard ship you may have had. Think about a few ladies getting together for lunch and talking about where they are in there lives. Five females who roamed the halls of the same high school and took many of the same classes and STILL have a sense of decency.

Old Trunks wonders if five ladies getting together to card and spin wool talked about many of the same topics 60,70, 80, or more years ago.

Did they talk about their children?

Did they talk about surgeries?

Did they talk about the loneliness widow hood and how they are filling their time?

Did they talk about their hobbies?

Where their hobbies and activities the same? What do you think caused the diversion?

Why aren't we all quilters? Gardeners? Live close enough to our grand children to be fastened at the hip?

For families and friends who have stayed in the same area the process of aging happens day by day. Another class mate from Florida stated in an e-mail he hadn't seen some of those people for over 40 years.......adding, where did time go? If he had been there, he would have gotten into step in a nano second and joined the ranks! It seems as if once we know where they live and they are okay, it is smooth sailing.

All of us at this lunch had become the matriarchs; our parents are all deceased. Yet, as one of them asked, "How come we all look like our mothers on the outside?"

One of the ladies pointed out one difference from us and the spinning and carding group: If you come to my house, I probably would not serve pie and coffee rather a soda or a glass of homemade wine. So you see, the hospitality remains as does the friendship.

Loving thoughts to the four of you at Handy Farms.

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