30 years ago today was a Friday night, memorable because Friday was “Dallas” night ~ that super cheesy, south fork forty, drama that captivated so many of us for so long.
I was living with Ken, the girls father, before we were married. He informed me that Friday night, that a friend from work was coming over with his girlfriend. Oh for Pete’s Sake. NOW? But Dallas is on! This was pre-TIVO and -DVR, so there was no chance of watching it later. Suffice it to say, I was NOT pleased.
I hauled myself up, changed out of my PJ’s, and got myself in the mind-set to be polite to the co-worker and his no doubt ho-hum girlfriend. I pasted on a smile….the doorbell rang…Linda walked into my life.
Now, we’ve all met someone we really hit it off with right off the bat. To say that about Linda and me was putting it mildly. We started jawing and laughing and talking and confiding and crying and sharing right out of the gate, and we haven’t stopped since. You could not find 2 more disparate women when it comes to many things about us, but the essence of our friendship is built on a core of understanding, respect, humor and love.
We went to each other’s weddings. We worked at the same company. We were pregnant together. We went through our divorces together. We went through children’s illnesses together. We decided one New Year’s eve that computers were stupid and made a New Year’s vow never to use one. We moved each other in and out of houses. We held each other’s hands through heartache and happiness. We traveled together. We were business partners. We’ve mourned the loss of friends together. Linda was with me when I was diagnosed with MS. We’ve always been slightly in awe of our friendship. It has withstood 30 year’s of life’s travails, and we are both surprised and eternally grateful.
I am blessed with many life long and long term girlfriends, as well as many new friends. I never take any of them for granted. Dorian, Tanya, Kate, Betty, Cathy, Rose, Joanne, Zirka, Cari, Maureen, Letitia, Chris, Margaret, Sue, Nan, Karen, Meg, my mom, my sister, my daughters…the list goes on and on. All these amazing women bring something so special into my life and I love them all.
Linda, however, is the only one crazy enough to remember that we met on the 3rd week of February, that it was a Friday (she was mad she had to miss Dallas too, initially) and that it was 1981. I can barely remember my own name somedays, so this is just one more reason why I love her. Happy anniversary, old friend ~ here’s to 30 more!