Over her weekend visit, Amber pointed out that we've been friends for more than 20 years. We both started at the same elementary school in 1984, and we bonded over Valentines.
Wait a minute. Whaat?! Am I even old enough to have been friends with someone that long? The crystal-clear reality of the answer is umm... yes, old enough and then some. *groooooan*
I don't find it easy to make new friends, so I'm grateful to be close to someone who knew me when I was shorter than her, when I had pink hair, when we had a zine... when we moved far away and back home again, when babies were born, when tears were shed, and dreams came true. Some friendships naturally evolve and fall away as people change and grow. Amber and I have been lucky enough to evolve in the same direction. At every stage of my life, she's been as relevant and important as she was on that first Valentine's Day.
Who is your oldest friend? Is the friendship still close and significant?