Friendships sometimes come and go.
People change and move on and sometimes those moves are physical moves as well.
Growing up I moved a little bit due to the fact that my dad was a United Methodist pastor. When I was 2 months old until the time I was 8 years old I lived in a little river town in Hannibal, Ohio.
Some of my fondest memories are sitting on the banks that were in front of our house that overlooked the Ohio River. There was a road that passed in front of those banks that divided the land between our house and the river. It was a fairly busy road at that time even though Hannibal only had about 500 residents.
Our cat, Peek, (short for Peek a Boo) would cross that road to go hunt for mice in the fields that lay right up next to the river. She would look both ways before she crossed. Not all of her offspring learned that lesson from her and there were a few casualties over the years.
50 years later I have been able to reconnect with some of my fondest memories. What a joy.
My best friend in first and second grade was Beth Rich. Through the amazing power and reach of social media we reconnected on Facebook a few years ago. The fun part of this story is that Beth married a Mr. Brown and now she is Beth Brown instead of me. I love how our lives have reconnected after 50 years. I also love how alike we are in so many ways.
When I realized that Chris and I were going to be taking a trip out west I told him I really wanted to meet up with Beth and since he is Mr. Wonderful he made sure that a stop in Coeur d’ Alene, Idaho was on the itinerary. When I contacted Beth and told her we wanted to take them to dinner she countered with a “Well, you are just going to stay with us” response.
And so we did. And we had the most wonderful time.
50 years had passed but our love for one another had not changed and we found ourselves catching up on family and life in general.
Rick and Beth were the perfect hosts and I fell in love with their dogs, Caroline and Spanky. I could not have asked for a better visit. Coeur d’Alene is beautiful and I am already ready to go back and visit. But the next visit is on them—they have to come to Brevard.
In case you wondered about the picture at the top of the post it is of Beth and my 1st grade “boyfriend” Lynn. We were playing Pick Up Sticks at my house and apparently I said something to make them laugh and my mom caught it on camera.
Do you have a friend that you lost track of and then later found through social media? I would love to hear all about it in the comments and remember that our Comments for a Cause this month goes to CROP Walk.