The nice thing about old friends is that they ARE friends. I had a chance to reconnect this weekend with a couple of friends I hadn't seen in almost 40 years. Four hours of conversation, stories and memories and I realized why we were friends in the first place.
We all sat at the same table not because we were the same but because we enjoyed the things that were unique in each of us. Our table at the lounge was a place where we shared our lives, our backgrounds, our views and our jokes. I don't have to miss those days, feeling or memories. I have friends. Friends who have gotten old but friends still. How lucky am I!
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