There truly
is something to be said for the freedom of being able to insult your closest
friends after not seeing them for a few months.
My core
group of girlfriends have grown from loud mouthed, free-wheeling, chandelier
swinging party girls to loud mouthed, free-wheeling, less chandelier swinging
(possibility of broken hips and all) party women. This group has been around
for the milestones. They been around for the long absences. They’ve been around
for the questionable decisions and they’ve been around for a laugh whenever
needed.
When I saw
a couple of these gals for lunch yesterday, I don’t think I managed to get my
full butt in the booth before the insults were flying. It was like coming home.
We comment on hair, what we’re wearing, what we’ve been doing or not doing and
frankly just shooting the shit.
Someone like
me who can spend quite a bit of time in the dark, seeing these girls is a shot
of light that will keep me “up” for several days after the encounter. Whenever
we get together we reminisce, but we always manage to do something stupid in
that moment keeping our material fresh at all times.
It’s not
always easy for me to be social. When I am social, it’s always best with them.
I appreciate that. It matters.
You girls
need to know that you’ve helped me in more ways than I can say.
Thanks
Mary, Kimmer, Donna and Latch
