With a little help from my friends

Let’s build on the road trip theme we’ve started.  I’ve been thinking lately about friendship.  Isn’t kind of ironic that as we get older, it’s often harder to make or maintain friendships without a healthy dose of effort?  Here’s what I mean:  we’re adults, not dependent on parents for rides to friends’ houses or on slumber parties for time to concoct plots to pick on pesky classmates.  Yet schedules, family, work, and other commitments often edge friend time to the fringes of our routines. Busyness is not a friend to friendship.

coffeecoffeecoffee-conversationI’m so thankful for incredible memories with my friends.  Snippets of memories rush through my mind…playing Barbies, tromping through woods on camp outs, giggles shared long after midnight, cruising around during summer evenings with the windows down, playing dorm pranks on each other, crying together when life turned grim, starry nights hanging out by the lake, collecting bridesmaid dresses from each others’ weddings, attacking untamed river rapids with robust energy, shopping marathons, sharing life over the miles through e-mail, and laughing over coffee and questionable cookies.  I’m grateful that listing all the memories would take pages and pages.

Think about some of your best times with friends…long ago and hopefully, not so long ago.  Now think about your road trip from the last post (or dream up one now if you haven’t yet).  Which friends would you take with you if you could?  Would that change your plans any?