old friends

One of the great parts about my parents living in Bristol is that I also have a very dear friend here that attended RWU with me... back then it was Roger Williams College...in fact I barely recognize the place now and every time I come back there is some giant new project... building...fountain...water tower...parking garage... A long way from the small college we remember...

Amy and I manage to gather at least once while I'm here we try to do it several times, but summer is a busy time for her and this year it turned out that we didn't get but one night and the potential for a kids night later in the week.

What I love best is that once we get thru the formalities ... family...parent...kids...work...summer plans...and trips down memory lane...we still manage to have great conversations about things that matter to us... whether it is school politics... dealing with the emotions of being a mom... the emotions of our kids... or the struggles or our communities... I always say goodbye to here grateful that she is still my friend...

I am completely aware that although we may have been the most unlikely match in college to become fast friends... it turns out we have a whole lot in common at the core... and no matter where life takes me she is the kind of friend who I will gather with and we will pick up right where we left off...