Last week I had the rare pleasure of getting to meet two fellow bloggers — C and V from Stickhorse Cowgirls! Hubby and I were passing through the city where they live and I had contacted them and asked if we could have dinner. Hubby just stayed long enough to eat, and then he left the three of us to gab till our hearts content. And we did just that.
It was so exciting to get to put faces to two women who had over months of reading and commenting on each other’s blogs, become my blogging friends. We talked (and ate, at least part of the time) for three hours, with nary an awkward silence. The conversation really was more like old friends catching up after a long absence, rather than strangers meeting for the first time. Remarkable, touching, fun, memorable. And now, I consider V and C real, honest-to-goodness friends of mine.
But, the real friendship I want to tell you about is the one between the two of them. Sitting at a table with them for three hours gave me a little snapshot of their very special friendship (of over 50 years!), and how it blesses both their lives. I can’t remember anything specific they said that would be an example. All I can say is that I came away from that evening having been reminded of how precious old friendships can be when they are firmly grounded in shared love and respect and lots of shared memories.
May we all cherish and nourish the friendships we have been blessed with — both old and new. They are such a plus in life.
Thank you, C and V for such a memorable, fun evening. Now, when I read your words, I see your faces and hear your voices.
A truly special evening.