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Teri (who should be driving) and Rachel, I never realized how much they look alike until this picture. I told Teri that Rachel is growing up so fast and she looks so mature (she will be 12 in September), they had better keep an eye on her 'cause the boys will be doing just that. Also, Rachel and her dog Pookie--who's lucky to be here after Teri ran over her.
OK, we now continue with my blog, The New Adventues of (Not So Old) Teri. No, I don't like the title either but it came to mind and wouldn't go away, like a pesky insect buzzing around your head. Well, back to Teri. My best friend -- we met in first grade. We were both the new kids in class, plus we live half a block from each other. We hit it off immediately. We had the same interests: barbies, boys, skating, boys, playing pretend bewitched, boys and something else, oh yeah, boys! We also tried to avoid Zoe, a girl in our class. She wanted desperately to be friends with us but Teri and I stood firm, we would not let her in -- we were terrified of her. Zoe was mean with a capital MEAN, plus she didn't like boys.
Throughout our lives, Teri and I have maintained our friendship -- actually, we are more like sisters than she and her own sister. We have gone through so much, moving away from one another-then back again; high school graduation, college and getting real jobs; marriage, kids, divorce, marriage, kids, kids, and more kids. (She has four-I have zero, she won that contest--or did I?)
When I moved from East Texas to the DFW area, Teri was sad-but she understood I was doing what I had to do for myself. She was only a couple of hours away and I still go back sometimes to visit Mom and Dad, so I knew I was going to see her. Well, in May she moved with her husband and kids to Mississippi, OK, that is still close enough for me to go see her and she can come back to East Texas to visit her family right?
Naturally, that is not the end of it--there one thing I know with Teri, wherever she is living, whatever she is doing, I will see her again. Now with cell phones having free long distance and nights and weekends free, I still get to talk to her more than when we were in high school and she moved to Tyler. Back then that seemed like half way across Texas. Technology has increased ways to be with loved ones who are so far away. Since Al Gore invented the Internet, we can thank him for e-mail. We can instantly and daily communicate with family or friends--or people we've met on chat sites--who may be on the other side of the globe. Cell phones allow you to talk to friends while you are on your way to work. Gone are the days you have to be at home to receive a call. Although, that is where I am most of the time because I get so few phone calls.
Back to Teri. A couple of weeks ago, she and her family caravaned to North Dakota, where they have settled down, and they even bought a house. This makes a long weekend trip to visit her a bit more difficult. Since I haven't found a sugar daddy, frequent flying is out of the question, I don't even know if they have a nearby airport. Wal Mart doesn't yet exist--she says it opens next week or the week after. She says there is nothing there. It makes Hankinson (?) sound like Hooterville.
I no longer have anyone to go get manicures and pedicures with, do lunch, go window shopping, laugh like we were kids again. I miss her and I know she misses me, but I guess that is part of life, moving on.
I just hope she is happy. I know deep down that in our crazy mixed up lives, our paths will cross again. We have been friends for far too long to let her fall to the way side, plus she still owes me money from 11th grade. I loaned her $5 to get some popcorn at the movies. Not really, just kidding. She got a large, it was $7.
Until next time.
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