There are no Friends like old Friends

On Saturday we drove up to Stevens Point to meet up with Terri and Mark Hubbard.

Terri had ordered seven of my photo collages for her grandchildren and the purpose of our meeting was to deliver those collages.

Terri and Mark are old friends, not in age of course, but we go back a long way to our days in Elkhorn.

We had just moved into our new double wide modular home at Eastown Manor in Elkhorn, we had also just brought home our first baby girl, Courtney.

Spring was just arriving and one day as I was walking around our little "trailer park" I met another young mom with her first little baby girl, Vanessa. 

They had just moved into the double wide in our backyard and thus began a wonderful  and lasting friendship.

We were two young moms in a new neighborhood hungry for adult conversation and boy, did we find that in each other.

That summer, we would put the babies down for their naps and meet in the backyard where we would lay in the hot sun until they woke up.

Terri was an RN and worked second shift, so I watched Vanessa until Mark got home from work.

Vanessa and Courtney had so much fun together.

Courtney was the more aggressive one, while Vanessa was more laid back.

Courtney had a little blonde hair, Vanessa had a headful of black curls.

Courtney was active and physical, Vanessa was thoughtful and talkative.

It was fun.

Our little families took our babies on different outings.

Sometimes the four of us went out for adult things without the babies.

It was a good, fun time in our lives.

 

Eventually, our little family of four now, since Alissa had joined us moved back to Watertown.

It was bittersweet.

We had to say good bye to our good friends, but somehow we knew we would never lose touch.

In a few years, Terri and Mark and their now, family of six had moved to Waukesha, Waterford, and finally Medord where they still live.

Through all those moves, we stayed in touch and met a few times a year for family fun.

 

As life got busy and our kids grew into teens and got involved in activities that took over our lives, we did not see each other very often.

We stayed in touch with snailmail, a few phone calls and now finally, with Facebook.

 

We met up on Saturday and it was as if no time had passed.

We picked up right where we left off.

That's how it is with good friends.

 

We made plans for another get together much sooner than this last one.  We have good intentions of meeting again soon, but we know it may not happen as we hope, but not matter what, we will always be friends and conversations will always come easily.

 

I love these old friends.