Friends ~ Sunday Citar

I met her when I was in the 3rd grade; she was a year older - taller - smarter - wiser.  She knew my faults, but chose to ignore them.

A man's growth is seen in the successive choirs of his friends. ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson


They moved away four years later.  I was heartbroken.  A heartbroken 7th-grader.


But somehow ... through the years ... we remained friends.  First, by letter. Snail mail, they call it today.  Graduating to E-mail when the computer age began.


Then visits.  She would fly in to see me, and we would always start our conversations right where we left off ... as if no time had passed by.  


After I had my three kiddos, she started her family.  


Today, I am awaiting the birth of my 9th grandchild. She still awaits her first ... "one day."


Be courteous to all, but intimate with few, and let those few be well tried before you give them your confidence.  ~ George Washington

Friends.  Hard to come by.  


Harder to keep.  


Today, she stood beside me on my front porch.  She is still taller than I am!  She knows my faults, except more of them ... she chooses to ignore them ... all of them ... and she still loves me "in spite."   Tomorrow, she flies out again.  I don't know when I'll see her next.

But this I do know.  I know that lifelong friends come few and far between.  So I figured "Sunday Citar" this week was worth two quotes today...

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