Thursday I traveled back to St. Louis and then on to the Lake [of the Ozarks] to bear witness to a best friend's wedding. I've known Mary Ann since 1987 when we met as freshmen at Rosati-Kain. In fact I do believe I "stole" her homecoming date from her. LOL! And despite our less than auspicious start, we're as tight as ever. In fact, in just crunching the numbers now that means we've been friends for 22 years!! Holy shit. 61% of my life I've known her, laughed with her, cried with her and had more fun than anyone "legally" should :-) She's the type of friend where all the small crap doesn't matter. We've lived over a 1000 miles apart for over 9 years and before that, a good 300+ miles separated us. We didn't go to college together, we never lived together and we don't get to see each other much in any given year, but none of that matters. Years and distance are nothing. When we share each other's company it's like nothing is different, we haven't missed out on anything in each other's lives and we simply pick up where we left off.
It's a beautiful gift. I treasure her. Certainly more than a MP long run.
Here she is walking down the aisle with her father and step-father. Isn't she lovely?
And my other best friend, Liz - she's a gift as well.
They sure do make it tough living way out here after having such a fantastic summer o' Mary Ann
1 comment:
She is beautiful and you looked fabulous as well!
You are right- good times with a treasured friend is much more important than an MP run.
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