Tuesday, June 14, 2011

a shared history

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

For a small circle of friends who only meet two to three times a year, four days is just not enough.  At the end of each day, almost reluctant to part for the night, we gathered in my hotel room.  Over numerous cups of coffee, pastries from the hotel cafĂ© and chips bought from the grocery store across the street, we talked about what’s new and retold stories of old. As talk and laughter resounded in the room, the present blended with the past in a way that only two decades of friendship and a shared history can achieve.

3 comments:

unstranger said...

You're lucky to have friends that can share at that level. Such a necessary thing too.

eks said...

ah. i can relate. it's sometimes funny when you talk about funny things over and over -- same things -- and yet you still can't stop laughing no matter how many times you talk about them. the beauty -- and mystery -- of genuine friendship.

Arti said...

Yes its great to share those moments, sometimes you meet after years but the lingo you shared those years ago comes back... Wonderful post.
Have a lovely week Angeli:)

 
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