TLW 6th gradeYesterday, I had the pure joy of having a long chat with someone who touched my life briefly when I was in elementary school.

When I was in 4th grade, my mom and step-father bought a house across town which meant a new school for me (and my sister, but that’s her story).

So there I am, fat Terri in a new school. A school that was somewhat ahead of my old school (especially in math); and to make matters worse (perhaps the worst), the teacher was an old friend of my mom. Fuck.

But in that class was a redheaded chubster, with a great laugh, who could draw beautifully, who was friends with everybody, and who was willing to be friends with the new kid! How did I luck out? So began a brief friendship that remained with me for all these years.

All too soon, this friend moved away and I never saw or heard from her again – until about a month ago on FaceBook (thank you Mr. Zuckerberg).

She now lives in Atlanta and has a career in art (no big surprise to me there). I sent her my phone number, and she called but I wasn’t able to pick up that day.

Calling her has been on my to-do list for a while, so yesterday, I see that she is posting on FB, so I give her a call and we chatted – for maybe an hour or so. Amazing. It was so great to talk to her and hear about her life and share mine.

I can’t tell you how much it meant to me, and she is still so cool and fun and funny.

Since she lives in a City where my niece and soon-to-be nephew-in-law live, and where, now and again, my hubby travels to, perhaps I’ll get a chance to visit. Or maybe she’ll be able to make the trek to Michigan this summer when I’ll be there. I just want to give her a fat old lady hug from this fat old lady because it is great to find an old friend and become new friends!

Make new friends, but keep the old

One is silver and the other gold.



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