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Best Friends

While at the pool with my son and his best friend the other day, I just sat and listened as they played and goofed off. It brought back a lot of memories for me of my best friends as a child. Friends are so important in our lives no matter how old we are. While our best friend may change throughout the years due to a variety of circumstances, that very first best friend will always hold a special place in our hearts.


I distinctly remember my first best friend and the day we met. Her name was Eileen. It was my first day of 1st grade. I was attending a different school than I had for Kindergarten. It was snack time and I didn't have one. Eileen noticed and pulled her chair up to mine and shared her snack with me. I remember it clearly to this day, even though 1st grade was a “couple” of years ago now. It was the beginning of a beautiful friendship.

Eileen and I continued to be friends even though we eventually both changed schools and she moved away because of her dad's job. We understandably lost touch and it would be years before we could connect, but that doesn't mean that she didn't come to my mind once in a while, celebrating the memories we had built during the years of our best-friendship.

Then one day I logged into my Facebook account to see I had a friend request. I sort of groaned since the last few requests I had were people who had no idea who I was and with names I couldn't pronounce. I clicked on the request to find my dear, sweet Eileen! I was thrilled! Although we still haven't been able to actually see each other, we can send messages and look at pictures of each other's families. It's something and it brings a smile to my face.

Think about your very first best friend. Where is he or she now? Relive the memories of summer days at the pool or winter days of sledding and hot cocoa. Look through old pictures of the two of you. Get back in touch, if possible, and rekindle the blessing of true friendship.

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