ONE IS SILVER AND THE OTHER GOLD

Feb 8, 2015 by

ONE IS SILVER AND THE OTHER GOLD

 

MY VERY FIRST FRIEND, BRENDA

MY VERY FIRST FRIEND, BRENDA

 

FRIENDS GO TO NEW YORK TOGETHER

FRIENDS GO TO NEW YORK TOGETHER

 

OBVIOUSLY, BRENDA BEING BOSSY

OBVIOUSLY, BRENDA BEING BOSSY

 

 

 

MY HIGH SCHOOL FREIND, LAURIE.  WE HAVE RECONNECTED ON FACEBOOK

FRIENDS RECONNECT ON FACEBOOK

 

 

 

 

 

                                     Make New Friends, but keep the old. One is silver and the other, gold.  

Yesterday, I met my friend, Teri, for lunch in Fredericksburg for lunch at Vaudeville (you simply must go).  It was the perfect storm.  A beautiful day, divine food, and being with a dear friend that I’ve know since my Kerrville days — ummmm, that would be over twenty years, ago.  How I have stayed friends has been a really challenge.  Teri is this little bitty petite thing, the epitome of cuteness, and on top of all that—the sweetest person you will ever meet.  Yes, it’s really nauseating, but I’ve held in there and remained friends.  We really had lost touch since I moved from Kerrville to Horseshoe Bay but we had a chance meeting at a funeral I attended in Kerrville where we vowed to get together—something friends say but never do.  We did have some futile attempts but nothing ever transpired till  yesterday.  You know the kind of friend that you can go without seeing for a long period of time and when you do see them, it’s like you had been together just yesterday.  Teri is one of those friends.  We talked and laughed and at some moments had teary eyes.  We confided and

FRIENDS GO ON ROAD TRIPS

FRIENDS GO ON ROAD TRIPS TOGETHER

consoled.  It was a long lunch — three hours!  The last time I had a three hour lunch was in New Orleans.  I had met some friends (native New Orleanians) at Galatoire’s where their second generation waiter kept our cocktails filled.  Let’s just say, I wound up spending an extra night.  Anyway, back to my lunch in Fredericksburg.  It was enjoyable and cathartic.  When we said good-bye for the last time (we’d say good bye and think of something or someone and start talking all over again), I walked up the stairs, did a little shopping in the fab-u-lous home furnishing store.  Then, it was back to Marble Falls and try and get a round of golf in with Denny.  I thought about my friends on the way home.  I’ve noticed there are really two basic kinds of friends—and you can tell them by their phone call.  One is calling to tell you about them.  The other is calling to ask about you.  I’ve got both.  I’ve also noticed I’ve started compartmentalizing my friends.  I’ve got friends in different cubby holes.  I’ve got golf friends, mahjong friends, neighborhood friends — you get the picture.  Some friends are so dear that I consider them family at this point.  I’ve got in town friends, out of town friends and way out of town friends.  I’ve never been one of those gals that calls daily.  I know some girls that just

FRIENDS GO TO FREDERICKSBURG TOGETHER

FRIENDS GO TO FREDERICKSBURG TOGETHER

go down the roster on a daily basis.  In fact, I’m the direct opposite.  I really kinda drop the ball there as far as daily chit-chat.  I am, tho, really good at being there when a friend is in need.  That’s my strong suit.  I don’t need fan fare.  I don’t need to argue about a pecking order or get my feathers ruffled in I’m not the first one notified.  I’ve seen grown women get in a tif because the grieving husband called another friend first.  I don’t need to be

FRIENDS HAVE LUNCH

FRIENDS HAVE LUNCH TOGETHER

listed as a shower host and I can live with the fact I’m not invited to the latest soiree —especially if it’s a cluster you know what.  I’m over the days of running for prom queen and still am shocked that no matter how old you are, there will always be a mean girl table.  Go figure………I had a friend (Helen) in Horseshoe Bay that used to say, “I don’t want to make any new friends—I can’t service the ones I’ve got now!”  She was right.  It’s so much more important to be a good friend to a few than be a number on someone’s Facebook roster.  Give me a small dinner with friends any time over attending something that has a cast of thousands.  The studies are showing the importance of friendships in (ahem) later years.  I’m just now finding out how wonderful it is to share feelings with your close amigos.  It’s a new thing for me, I’ve always been so guarded.  Of course, this is where discernment and trust are critical.  Be careful.  Some friends have no filter—-doesn’t make them a bad person.  It just makes you stupid if you tell them anything.  But, I digress…….Back to silver and gold.  What a blessing to have them and the memories that make are priceless.  As Bette Midler sings……..Ya got to have

FRIENDS WEAR BASEBALL CAPS TOGETHER

FRIENDS WEAR BASEBALL CAPS TOGETHER

friends.  You really, really do……..

FRIENDS ARE THERE FOR MARRIAGES.....AND DIVORCES

FRIENDS ARE THERE FOR MARRIAGES…..AND DIVORCES

FRIENDS GO TO VINEYARDS TOGETHER

FRIENDS GO TO VINEYARDS TOGETHER

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

                                                                                   

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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