You can never have too many friends is what I say. I've made lots of friends over the years. There are friends from the BYU days...people I met in classes, in my wards, working at Brick Oven or even old roommates. There are friends from the Virginia years, and oh my those are some great friends. Like spending Thanksgiving week in Paris sorts of friends. There are the friends from Vegas who kept me sane in a city I did not love, and there are the friends from Jersey who helped me make it through law school. There are the lovely ladies of Texas, my Rockwall friends, who made me feel like I was a part of the club even if I wasn't married.
And all these friends mean so much to me...I am really lucky to know them.
But then there are the high school girls. I suppose when I was sixteen, and we were all starting to hang out together, I didn't know what they would come to mean to me. I didn't know when I went off to college that they would be the people I always came back to. When I hauled my booty off to Virginia, I didn't know that they would still call me, and write to me, and make dinner plans when I came to visit.
There were times that I believed we had outgrown each other. Sometimes we fought, and yes those fights even happened after we graduated from high school. Sometimes we lost track of each other along the way. At times, I think I wondered if it was worth the effort to maintain the friendships because I had so many new friends who were in my life , and I thought those new friends would be my best friends for life.
But there is something about shared history. No one gets me like these girls. Always we have the past with us, parties at Charmay's house, sleepovers at Dawn's or Adrienne's, high school football games, and weekends cruising around the hot spots in Provo (Taco Bell and Movies Eight) to find boys. There was country dancing every single weekend for about three years straight. There were road trips to Logan and the Ratrix and Village Inn. I remember going to dance performances...drill team competitions...Dawn's ballet. We've been to weddings and held new born babies and mourned with a friend who lost her husband too soon. There are thousands of memories and plenty of inside jokes.
I can't say that I wanted to come back to Utah, but if I had to, I'm so glad that I get to come back to these girls. It's amazing to me that I can sit down with any one of them...when we haven't seen each other in months or even sometimes a year or more...and yet we can talk like it was just yesterday that we were skipping classes and going out for a long lunch.
Oh yes, I am a lucky girl. I love all my friends but these girls, these girls, they are gold.
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