lifelong

This morning we are all just lounging around watching "The Prince of Egypt."

Going to visit family is sometimes so exhausting and very little sleep is had.

Last night I woke up on the floor next to Remewin and I'm still not sure how I ended up there. Clearly I'm overly tired. The kids are not much better.

Today I'm going downtown to see a friend I've known since I was in elementary school. There aren't many of those friends around here anymore. Families have moved on and there are very few lifelong acquaintances to visit around here.

There's something about people you've known all your life that makes them special despite any differences you may have. Having the same history, the same memories, the same past... that's almost how siblings are made.

So I'm going to see the last of a dying breed...it ought to be fun.

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Cari Hislop said…
When my sister was here we talked about that too, that shared memory which is like pieces of a puzzle. We each remember different things. It's been important to the healing process that we can help each other remember the past more clearly.

There is just something really comfortable about people who have known us most our lives. We all change as we age, yet mostly we're the same. Being around my siblings and longest friends always makes me feel more me.

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