This post is dedicated to my friend Petra. Because we finally got together today—went to a yoga class (Vish’s yoga, sometimes misunderstood in conversation to be Vicious Yoga), and then spent almost three hours in Starbucks reaffirming why we’re friends.
Side note: I drank too much coffee today.
My dinner last night with Carol was fabulous too—we went to the Red Dove Tavern in Geneva. I’d like to go back there soon—anyone? As Carol noted afterward in a text—we spent three hours at dinner and it felt like 30 minutes.
Tomorrow, my friend date is with Kyle (that’s a girl—please don’t call her a boy because it pisses her off, and the “your parents must have wanted a boy” jokes are just not funny!). What are we gonna do? Drink wine? Do yoga? Who knows. Something good, I’m sure of it.
Obviously, I’m feeling really social this weekend–friend dates all around!
One thing I’ve learned since my sister left me (how’s that wording for playing a victim?), is that we must create our families and work on maintaining them. I’m really very close with my Mom and Dad, but not really with anyone else I’m related to. (Not that I don’t like them–and we have fun when we see each other, but they’re not my people). I used to occasionally worry about this—what happens when I get old and have no one? But now I realize that scenario is impossible because of my friends.
You know when you meet someone and click? I have friends like that–it takes effort to schedule time together, but when we’re together it doesn’t take effort to be present (and have fun).
It’s super easy to get wrapped up in our own lives, and let the friendships slide a little. I’m pledging not to let that happen!
Are you good at staying in touch with friends?
Are your friends your family? Tell me a friend-as-family story!