I've had a firestorm of conversation with one of my
BFF's this week, centered around our recent 45
th High School Reunion. She was there; I wasn't. After a long phone conversation, with wide ranging subjects, I missed her so.
Missing the quick meet for coffee; the "let's go to
TJMaxx or antiquing"; the drop-in visit for a restorative glass of wine and unburdening of the silly issue one of us has taken to heart. I miss the fierce hug that transfers love and spirit when one of us is flagging.
I will be with my California
BFF's soon, but not soon, or often, enough. I was prodded to get to the studio and craft a sentiment to reflect my feelings of longing for my best friends. I encased the front of a vintage photo folder with old
barkcloth, adding bits of this and that, including the embossed image from another old photo folder. Inside I glued an overleaf of very fragile vellum over the old studio photo of a woman in a wistful pose. I miss you so, my friend.
I've had a firestorm of conversation with one of my BFF's this week, centered around our recent 45th High School Reunion. She was there; I wasn't. After a long phone conversation, with wide ranging subjects, I missed her so.
Missing the quick meet for coffee; the "let's go to TJMaxx or antiquing"; the drop-in visit for a restorative glass of wine and unburdening of the silly issue one of us has taken to heart. I miss the fierce hug that transfers love and spirit when one of us is flagging.
I will be with my California BFF's soon, but not soon, or often, enough. I was prodded to get to the studio and craft a sentiment to reflect my feelings of longing for my best friends. I encased the front of a vintage photo folder with old barkcloth, adding bits of this and that, including the embossed image from another old photo folder. Inside I glued an overleaf of very fragile vellum over the old studio photo of a woman in a wistful pose. I miss you so, my friend.
3 comments:
Beautiful hun!!!! Really beautiful!!
Hugs
SueAnn
This is so touching, Charlotte. Anyone who can count you as a friend is lucky, indeed.
That sounds like such a cliche, but Hallmark exists for a reason, I suppose.
It is so comforting to have a few people out there that truly understand you. It's just sad when they're out of hug-range most of the time.
I went to my HS reunion (35) last summer. How is it that a few select ones do not age at all? How can that be fair and why do they not share the secret?
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