Friendship

Sometimes, you meet someone and just immediately click. Others, a friendship builds over time, as you get to know one another better. Some are fleeting (remember the saying "people come into your life for a reason"?) and some stand the test of time. Years pass, you may not see each other for long periods of time, but when you do, it's as though you've only been apart 5 minutes.

It's that way with me and my friend, Olga.

It's been 40 years since we first became friends. 40 years that saw us first as single mothers, divorced from abusive husbands, struggling to make ends meet, and catches us now as grandmothers and great-grandmothers, long remarried, greying at the edges, wrinkling around the eyes, but still with the same giggles and silly sense of humour we had years ago.

Our poor long-suffering hubbies just roll their eyes and smile, as we crack up reminiscing about things that happened decades before, or get giggling over stuff that's happened since the last time we saw each other, as we tell what happened.

A friendship like this is a blessing. Bittersweet in ways. We saw each other yesterday, for a few hours, as she and her hubby were passing through Greenville, getting ready to head to Tennessee today, to visit his family. It had been years since the last time, then we'd gone to see them at a stopover in Georgia, and had gone on a trip to Stone Mountain that ended up including a paddle "steamer" trip that ran aground! LOL. Never a dull moment, that's for sure.

We were always "The Rose and her Bud".

It was sooo good to see her and Mike yesterday. We had lunch at Cheddar's on Woodruff Road, and then went back to their hotel room for awhile.

Time passed too quickly, and we left so's they could get some rest from travelling, and because I started feeling unwell and needed to be home with my monitor and meds.

Today they are travelling to Chattanooga, and we already have rain from the tropical storm here, and chances are they will hit worse, on the road, so I'm keeping them in my prayers.

I love "my Olga" and she loves me, "her Rose".