I actually have plans for the weekend! How cool is that??
My good friend April is coming up from Portland for one last visit. I am so sad to be saying goodbye to her. She’s been wonderful, really she has been.
See, she and my mom went to the same tiny college in Wisconsin. During their four years, they got to be fairly good friends. But as with most long-term friendships, eventually things settled down into just a Christmas card every year.
Then I had Grace, along with all the issues that arose after her birth. Kurt had been sent to San Diego with the ship just 10 days after I gave birth, and at Grace’s two-week appointment we found out she’d lost well over a pound. This is not good when you’re only eight pounds to begin with. I was slowly starving my daughter to death, as my milk had just never come in. I was putting her to breast just about every time she cried, but there was nothing in my breast to give her.
I found that out the hard way.
After Grace’s doctor’s appointment, I called my mother in a flood of tears. She informed me she’d get on the next flight out that she could, and four days later she arrived.
It was while she was visiting that my mom got the bright idea of calling up her friend April from college. She was really excited to see her, so I agreed to drive down to Centralia where we would meet up with her.
I think a year or so went by before I saw April again, when she stopped by my house while visiting more friends near Seattle. It was during that visit that she and I really clicked. That night we talked till well after midnight, across a huge expanse of topics.
Then I went to visit her in Portland this past January, and she came up for my birthday in February, as well as Memorial Day weekend. Each visit is filled with fun adventures and lots of talking. It’s amazing the things we can talk about — everything from politics to God to sexuality to the latest books we’ve read. And if we disagree on a topic, we generally state our opinion, and leave it at that. We don’t try to convince the other person of the rightness of our position.
It’s amazing how well we get along. We don’t seem to have a whole lot in common. She’s in her mid-50s, never been married, has a career, and doesn’t even own a pet. I am 28, I have a husband, a child, am a stay-at-home mother, and have 3 pets. But somehow there is just that meeting of the minds.
This weekend will be a bittersweet occasion. I’m so excited to see April, but I know it will be quite some time before I see her again. It’s that way with all my friends. Slowly I’ve been saying goodbye and wondering how long they’ll remember me. I know how hard it is to keep up a friendship when several thousand miles separates you. But hopefully it will happen.
At least I know I will always have my online friends!! Y’all don’t care whether I’m on the East Coast or the West!
In other news, I got to hold a 9-day-old baby today. Don’t I look just wonderful with a tiny baby in my arms?? It’s getting time for #2, I think!