My little sister, who is not really little, she's 24 now and towers over my midget ass, anyway, she called me up the other day all upset because her friend might be moving 18 hours away. I was kind of shocked she still has this dream going on for her.... that your friends stay your friends forever. I told her, " you know, I had my two closest girlfriends (and my sister of course) be my brides maids for my wedding 2 years ago.... you know how many times I've seen Sara?" "no," she responds. "Twice...you know how many times i've seen Amy?" again, "no." "Once. I get to talk to Sara if I'm lucky, once every 2-3 months, and Amy, I basically haven't heard a peep from. In two years! They are less than a 2 hour drive away from me. Amy doesn't know my daughter's name and I don't even know if she knows I'm pregnant again. People get busy. Welcome to reality." Apparently this wasn't very comforting for either of us. I pretty much realized at that instant that I absolutely detest this growing up garbage....I still have a glimmer of hope that some friends will always be your friends but those are unfortunately few and far between.
Monday, April 28, 2008
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That sucks for Jules. I managed to keep two close friends. I still don’t see them on a social basis all that often. Having kids and getting busy with real life kind of hinders things.
I don’t speak to most of the people that were in my wedding party. Boy to have that one to do over again. I’m made some rash decisions and lousy choices.
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