A walk to Remember

Life, as usual, is made up of moments of time that shape your days, weeks, months and years. As we reflect on them, we often remember the small moments within the big ones. For example; When I was a young child my parents took my sister and I to a park for some sort of outing. I don't remember the reason for the outing, nor the park, nor even the age that I was. What I do remember is playing Frisbee with my dad. It is one of my fondest memories. Because shortly after that time all hell broke loose in our family and nothing ever was as simple as that time.

The same is true for the friendship that Jean 2 and Jean 3 and I have. It's not the big things, being in or at special moments (although we were) but it's the day we first walked home together from school. I don't remember the exact day, nor how it came about that we would all three be walking the same time together. What I remember is that chemistry that happened that day that set us up for a lifetime of friendship. I'll set the scene:

Three girls walking home from school down the middle road leading from school (it's a small town) Jean 1 (me) and Jean 3 have known each other since we were around 8 or 9 years old (cousins by her mom/my uncle relationship) and Jean 2 and Jean 3 had known each other since 4Th grade or so (don't even ask about the pom-pom story....trust me). So there was common ground there for each of us which made for an easy conversation and joking...conversation that i will try to recreate, but will use creative liberty when i am unsure of the exact wording...

jean 1 says sadly "it's such a bother to have to deal with people always asking me if I'm Brooke Shields. I know it's hard to tell us apart, but it's really begun to bug me"

jean 2 agrees "I know! Every time someone walks up and says "hey, Christie Brinkley!" and i have to tell them "no. but close"

jean 3 responds knowingly "same happens to me....everyone seems to be confused when i show up and they immediately think I'm Cheryl Teague. Such a bother! "

(laughter) we all go on to describe our many volunteer efforts we are spearheading for the entire city/state/country, our many accomplishments and awards in life and our numerous boyfriends that we are constantly juggling. We bonded!

We got to the end of the block, and not yet being ready to head to our respective homes, we sit on the steps of the corner church and talk until we see Jean 2's dad drive home from the daily stop at the post office in town. It didn't seem like a monumental moment as we sat there talking, it was just us getting to know each other, a scene that was repeated numerous times. But like the day I remember playing Frisbee with my dad...it has stood out in my mind like a prized token of life. A moment in time that glimmers and sparkles like a jewel.

This month is the anniversary of that walk...so to the Jeans i say "Happy Anniversary" and to you all who share this little blog with us....Come take a walk with us!