Alison and I met when I moved to Chattanooga. She lived just around the corner from me. In a neighborhood of older families, we were thrilled to find each other and we had a lot in common. We were both new to town, both stay-at-home moms with 1 year old sons. We both played bridge, liked to shop, decorate and socialize. It was an election year and we were definitely on the same page politically. We both loved Ronald Reagan! We were both early risers and would talk on the phone every single morning. We could barely see each other’s house through the trees but as soon as one of us saw a light come on at the other’s house we would be on the phone before the boys woke up. I really don’t remember what all we would have to chat about each morning but we would plan time together with the boys or one of us helping the other out as babysitter. About a year later she had a daughter and a year after that, I had another son. We could make all those car seats & strollers fit in a car one way or another!
I’m so glad Alison and I have remained good friends all these years. In today’s busy world, local friendships are difficult enough to keep up with much less having hundreds of miles between you. I’m so grateful for my dearest OLDER friend for more than half our lives. Even though she’s on the Back 9, I’m looking forward to many more visits, calls, cards along with emails, text messages and Facebook pictures.
Cheers and Happy 60th, Alison!!
Lynn
P.S. In the spirit of full disclosure, Alison is only a few months older than me. (I’m not dealing very well with my next birthday either!)
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