I read something today on the Facebook that made me smile. It said “Childhood friends are the truest and the best!!!” Of course, it was one of my childhood friends whose status this was but nonetheless, it made me happy. She didn’t write it and tag anyone particular in it – she just wrote what she felt. And she was right.
I’ve talked before about my friends from school and childhood that I still see on more than just an occasional basis. Whenever I talk to people about getting together with them, one of two things will happen: these people will either be completely dumbfounded that we are all still so close or they will look envious that they don’t still have friendships with those people they went to school with.
Maybe it’s because we grew up in a small town. We had a few shopping centers, churches of every denomination and more than one stop light so it wasn’t like a one-horse town but still, you pretty much knew everyone’s name. If you didn’t all you had to ask was “Who are your people?” and more times than not you knew their relatives, and were probably related to them yourself.
Friday nights were spent at the football field watching the Indians play. The people of our town supported us, they disciplined us, they believed in us and they loved us.
If something went all wonky, everyone knew it. But they also knew when you were hurting and needed help. No one had to ask, people just did for each other.
I’m glad that I’m a product of growing up where I did and that I still have friendships that are 40+ years old and still going strong.
You know, Miranda Lambert has a song out called “The House That Built Me”. The first time I heard it, it made me think that friends also build you in addition to helping write the chapters in your life’s story – good, bad or ugly. Friends are like a house. They’re your foundation, they’re the walls that protect you from the storms of life and they give you places to gather in times of sadness and joy.
I’m thankful for my people. In only 23 days, the annual JUGs Lake Weekend will be celebrated. Some are unable to make it this year, while we’ll have others that are making it for their first time. We’ll laugh, we’ll cry, we’ll hug and probably shock each other once or twice with some of the things that will be said. But one thing’s for sure – we’ll leave there knowing they will be there for us no matter what. And that’s a mighty good feeling. One we don’t take lightly or for granted.
“Childhood friends are the truest and best!!!” Yes they are Steph. They surely are.