Friday. was. awesome.
I got to see my VERY, VERY best childhood friend. For sure my BF. I have only seen her 3 times in 11 years [including Friday in the "3"]. sad. and. dumb.
Why? Because we live about 30 miles away from eachother.
We did everything together. Everything.
We never officially "met". Our Mom's were best friends. We were raised together.
she's the cute one on the right. I was one month old - she was two and a half months old. Yes, I weighed like 24 pounds more than her at birth and through out our childhood.
Our Mom's worked together/wrote MAM cookbooks together throughout their/our lives [with another awesome woman/family].
Our families were inseparable.
freaking huge family reunion. And it's only three [busy] families.
S.A.W [my BFF's initials] she got cool initials. and a series of awesome creepy movies named after her.
ME: "EE", ya, thanks Mom & Dad.
But it's okay, I turned into "ET" which is pretty sweet. And I know have a Katy Perry Song named after me. awesome.
So lunch was awesome. tears. happiness. sharing. just like old times. Same S.A.W. as ever. Oh except that now, we have 5 kids between the two of us. Yes, she has four. And she brought the most beautiful blue eyed "M" with her [9 months].
Crazy. Just amazing how much things have changed since the day my parents & I left Glendale, AZ [mid-high school --- ugggg] for Scottsdale, AZ.
But some things never change.
We sat there sharing some drama, some hurt, some serious talk, some laughter, some excitement, some accomplishments & some tears. Each of us surprised at how the other had gone through, coped with, dealt with some trials and some losses.
But in the end it was the memories we shared together that were the fondest.
Summers swimming. grocery shopping with our moms. working out with our mom's using cans of beans and soup as weights. running on water in her backyard. Being able to quote lines from Farris B. & Top Gun. volleyball teams. tortillas with cinnamon and butter.
Good times with my best friend.
I am thankful.