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Wish we could hang out, have a beer, and tell silly stories


I was catching up with one of my oldest friends this morning. (via facebook chat, that in itself is hilarious to me). We were talking about our kids. One of her daughters has had some very serious health issues this year, and it has been a really scary time for them. I am grateful, that health hasn't been a challenge we have been faced with. We were comparing the personalities of our kids. She has three daughters and one son, I have four sons-- but it is funny how alike they can be. We each have a sweet, lovable, very gifted, but not especially motivated, chore avoider. We each have a self motivated, overly mature, and a little bossy, child. The jury is still out on the others, my third is my sweet, funny, free spirit. My fourth is just a ham, so smart though.

I really miss being able to hug my old friends when times are rough. I miss having a glass of wine, and telling silly stories about our youth. I miss crackin' crabs, and drinking beer, in the hot, sweaty month of July. (July in Maryland is a bear. You sweat at 8 in the morning) I miss having Cyn's grandmother speak to me in Russian and just willing me to understand her, despite my confused smile. I wish our kids could have grown up together. Just wasn't in the cards. I know I say it over and over, but, good friends are priceless.

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