I met Jennifer at Camden Catholic. I'd like to say in what class, or what funny thing was said, but I don't remember. I'll be honest; I don't recall half the crap people were reminiscing about all weekend.
I liked Jen right away. We had similar tastes in music, fashion, and shared the same bubbly spirit (sarcasm).
Jen and I lost touch for eighteen years. After two years of looking for each other, we met up again on Myspace. It was like time had stood still; we gabbed about the same old bands and makeup. We also discussed jobs and wrinkles.
About six months ago, Jen invited me to stay at her house for our 20th reunion.
On Friday, I arrived and was treated to coffee and cinnamon rolls. She spent the weekend fufilling my every Jersey wish. We had cheesesteaks, Philly pretzels, and homemade chowriffic Cioppino (her recipe is on her blog). We visited a friend, went to see her mom, drove by my old house. She had a friend over, and hosted a reunion pre-party. Wheh...
Jen makes you feel needed, listened to, appreciated. And you feel the same for her. She has an appreciation for culture. She is patient. She is kind. She makes you laugh your arse off.
I'm glad she's in my life again. Great weekend, great friend.
They say friends come into your life for a season, a reason, or a lifetime. I think we're shooting for the last one.
1 comment:
Thanks for the super-kind words. I feel exactly the same about you. I love, love, love the fact that we hadn't been in the same place for 20 years and could spend an entire weekend together without one awkward moment, breask in the conversation or other gaff! I had the best time and am sooooo happy to have hosted you!
PS - I'd bet we met in Chorus class.
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