Wednesday, November 02, 2005

getting reacquained

She’s exactly how I remember her. Details come back to me as if it were yesterday and not decades since we last spent time together—the way she talked, the way she thought, the way she lived. I reminisce—sharing with my daughter, who I invite in to this circle—about growing up together, about happier, simpler times, about family and friends and faith. There is a sense of comfort, as if a homecoming has taken place. All is familiar. All is well.

I introduced my daughter on Monday to an old friend. She and Laura Ingalls are already getting well acquainted, and it appears my well-worn paperback set may take an even further beating in the years to come. That is okay with me. Good friends are for sharing.

I have eagerly awaited this reunion—many, many more are to come…

3 comments:

Cynthia said...

Omg, I think I'm going to cry. Laura Ingalls is an old friend of mine as well. She's a wonderful friend to have.

amy said...

I can remember what it was like to snuggle up next to my momma on our bright orange couch (it was the early '80s :) before bed as we hung out with Laura as well. Thanks for prompting that comfortable memory.

Nancy L (formerly C) said...

Oh, she is a good friend. I only have boys so I don't get to share that with them, they just aren't into that!!