~ Walt Whitman
It's not easy
when you travel to a city where you know many people to see everyone. In fact, most of us have been guilty of being
in a city and not calling a friend because we knew we would not be able to fit
in a visit.
On a recent
evening, pretty close to my bedtime, I was pleasantly surprised to receive a
call from a very dear friend who moved to another country seven years ago. I knew that she was coming to town, but I had
not heard from her. She told me that she
was walking along my street. Even though
I was tired, I went out to see her and we spent the next couple of hours
talking, reminiscing and laughing -- the way we used to. I always think of her as my first mom friend
-- she was the first mother I became friendly with when my children began school
-- and we spent most of our children's preschool years together. When my friend is in town, I know that she has
family to see, but I am delighted that she makes the effort to see me.
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