What is a friend? A single soul dwelling in two bodies. ~Aristotle
I received a phone call from my mom this weekend:
Mom: Hi Mama, you will never guess who I ran into in City Island yesterday?
Mom: She walked up to me and was so happy to see me because it meant getting back in contact with you. She had the cutest baby boy in her arms and when I asked her who did the baby belong to she said, he's hers.
Me: Wow, you've intrigued me, who was it?
Mom: Your friend, M!
Wow, my goodness, it has been at least 4 years since I last saw M. It was for her second wedding.
M and I became friends the first day of the second semester of freshman year of high school. I remember as clear as day the first day I met her. She was walking down the hallway with a confident stride wearing skinny jeans and high heels, her beautiful long black waist length hair swaying down her back. Of course the teen boys were intrigued. Some of the girls looked on with envy. A girl standing next to me immediately made a statement "Pfft, who does she think she is walking around in heels?! She walks with her nose in the air!" Personally, I never was (and to this day) a person to judge a person at first glance. I recall looking at the girl standing beside me and saying. "Why do you say that? Is it just because she is pretty?" I must have taken the girl aback. She sputtered a few incoherent sounds and walked into the classroom.
I walked back into the class and took my seat. A few minutes past the last bell, M walked into the room. There were a couple of seats available, one of which was next to me. You can see girls snickering as she walked towards the one next to me. She looked at me before she sat down and had a nervous smile. I smiled back and said "Hi, by the way, love your shoes!" The nervous smile turned into a huge genuine one that lit up her eyes and that was the beginning of our lifelong friendship.
We became fast friends because we shared many of the same interest, were raised with similar morals and values, and both dreamed of succeeding in school and life in general. We both graduated and I was a bridesmaid in her wedding and later became the godmother to her first born son. One thing that was always true in our friendship was the fact we would lose touch because life would get in the way and her phone number would constantly change. But I believe it is a sign from God that we are meant to be friends forever, because somehow...she would always run onto someone who knew me, whether it be a friend or a relative and she would quickly give them her number so we can get reacquainted.
This morning, I spent 2 hours catching up with her. It was great. I was so happy to hear after some heartaches in her past, she is genuinely happy now with her second husband, her children,especially the new addition.
What's funny....you know a true friend when no matter how much time passes, and you lose touch, when you meet up again, you pick up right where you left off.
My Tuesday Treasure is "finding" my dear friend again.