I drove out to the Edmonton International Airport to pick her up and we had a lovely drive back. Though it was nearly 3 hours, the time went quickly as it does when old friends get together. And, even though we have not spent time with one another daily for the past few years, since I moved to Alberta and she remained in White Rock, BC, it was as though we have always been together.
Our children were very close in age and we made memories when we were young mothers, not only for ourselves, but for our families. There is nothing we cannot and do not talk about and though we are as different as night and day, there is a camaraderie, a bond , that is secure and will never shatter and that my friend, is what old friends are all about.
I am grateful for my friend and feel so blessed to have her spend some time with me at the farm. Life is joyous. It really is.