Old Friends
Dan and I were best friends in 1975. We were 18 years
old. I moved to Kansas City with my family. Dan met Sharon and fell
in love. I drove back in 1977 for a visit. He came through town in
1982 and I met him at the airport.
The years came and went. Marriage, children, jobs,
life. I found Dan last year on Linked-in. Dan lives in Livermore,
California on the East side of the bay. Last week we were on vacation in
Santa Rosa. Dan drove up to spend the day with us.
I was a bit nervous. What would we find? Would
it still be the same?
He walked in our hotel lobby at 8:30am. I
smiled. We hugged. The rest of the day was spent catching up and
remembering when.
The entire experience was completely delightful. What
a fine man Dan has become. I am not surprised; he was quite a fine
teenager.
When it was time to part, I told him thank you. I
meant it. It was such a blessing to see him and catch up. His
stories of our youth [some I remembered, some I did not] were heartwarming.
It was a gift to be with him. I hope that we can meet again.
If you have an old friend that you have not contacted in a
while, based on my experience, it is well worth the effort.
It’s a beautiful day in God’s world, be sure to see the
good.
1 comment:
So happy for you. No material thing on this earth can supersede the worth of a good friend. The ability to make and keep friends is such a blessing from God.
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