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July 01, 2010

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Friends like this are worth everything.

Beautiful writing Maureen. And of friendship and memories and journey of life. I cried reading it.

Do you mind me asking, why east. The usual would have been west or even WEST.

That's wonderful. It makes me happy to hear about people staying connected through the years. A old friend of mine recently texted me a picture of the house I grew up in. She told me every time she and her Mom pass, they think of me. Funny how things change, people move away and others move in, but our memories keep us together.

I like the idea that some friendships are bullet-proof. If only Superman were so lucky.

This probably says what a loser I am, but I always feel forlorn when I read about women forming long and strong-like-steel friendships that are weathered through child-rearing. My circle of friends have drifted away as soon as we all got married and started families. The fact that we live in different cities, and heck, different countries, does not help either. You and your friends are truly blessed. All because on that day you saw her move in. (Ok, you'd probably be great friends still even if you had not rescued her and her kids. But I like to think how sometimes one's life could be changed by a tiny, seemingly inconsequential decision...)

Excuse me? Did you say you miss New Jersey now that you live on Martha's Vineyard? Would you say you are the first one to do so? ;-)

My best friend went and moved to BELGIUM! Of all places. She and I met in a similar way. She saw me walking by her house, daughter in stroller, son in front carrier, and ran out to say hi, since she had 2 girls of similar age. We still talk all the time. Thank heavens for Skype.

I loved this piece Maureen. We are at the same stage of child in our lives and I could totally picture all of this.

Friends like that are priceless. I chuckled at you running across the street with your first son and checking out the new chick on the street with kids. I totally look out my window all the time for moms with similarly aged kids to play with. So far, our neighborhood is pretty much dried up geezers.

I have one friend like this. She just visited with her daughter last week. We hadn't seen each other in three years and had only talked probably a handful of times. (Raising kids is a busy business, you know?) But we picked up right where we left off. And she stocked my freezer with meat loaf and homemade spaghetti sauce and macaroni and cheese. Bulletproof indeed.

This was absolutely beautiful.
An expert piece of writing. One of my favorites thus far...thank you!

I'm so grateful for the strength of true friendship and have found that the real ones are few and far between. But these soul relationships reach a place that many romantic connections cannot touch. They're built on true caring that isn't contaminated by any physical desire and it's more pure in a way, yes?

My neighbor of 18 years moved last week. I get tears even thinking about it. The day I moved into our house she was on my doorstep greeting me. My daughter had just turned three. Aaaaaaaack!
*tears*

my dear friend that lived in L.A. was visiting this week. Had not seen her in 5 years. She left just as my divorce was getting underway and I miss her so much. Our kids are the same age. Now both are 7 and it's amazing how time flies.

Maureen, your friend is also lucky in you. It's amazing, those friendships we have that can withstand distance and change, where you can pick up the phone and have it be like she's still next door. Then there are the other ones that can't be revived - ever. The magic flees.

I have a friend I grew up with in Chicago and met in first grade. We're completely different AND I moved when we were thirteen. Yet, she calls or I call and we can pick up mid sentence.

Those kind of friends are the very best of all, priceless.

You are both so lucky no matter where you live.

Everyone should know such wonderful luck in finding that one special friend in each other.

Now stop making me cry, I have to go to work (-:

I have a friend from that time of my life who lives in New Jersey--we don't see or talk to each other as often as I would like these days--in this economy, as a single mom, she's working 3 jobs--but it is great to know she is there.

I have a very dear friend who lives in another city. She knows me like no one else. I miss having her part of my daily routine.

she sounds like a lovely friend. You both do, actually. Happy independence weekend :)

How wonderful that your friendship has remained intact through all the important moments, good and bad.

This strange "age" is bittersweet, isn't it. But still, sweet.

We women are so wonderful. I think we have an amazing ability to connect and comfort and support that men couldn't even imagine.

I'm so glad you still have each other. It's a rare rare thing. And as i grow older, I realize it's much rarer than I ever thought.

This post brought tears to my eyes. And made me want to call a good friend who I haven't talked to in a while. Thanks!

Thank goodness I am going to go see my best friend this weekend! This post is like you are talking about us (without the kids). We have been friends for 16 years and still going strong. Just gotta hope she pulls through another five at least!

Hello Maureen, not sure why I came back to loiter at your wonderful post. Maybe because suddenly I feel vulnerable again. And need companion.

IMHO - you don't miss New Jersey but miss that spot in time and space that's gone now. But it's nice to have that memory and even nicer to have someone who shares it with you.

BTW - part of my last post has something related to a comment you gave me recently. thanks.

Isn't it amazing the friendships that are formed and stay true? I think of my group of women I graduated from high school with, and who we see each other once a month. We have been through marriages, divorces, births, breast cancer, and death. Funny, I'm not sure we would be friends if we met on the street today. I'm a little outside the middle and my friends are pretty conservative. But because of those bonds and what we've been through, nothing will tear us apart. Thank God!

Don't you just love lifetime friends?

BTW I have an award for you on my blog tomorrow.

I'm lucky enough to have a couple of good friends like that. We don't see each other often enough but we will always be close.

I am a lucky lucky individual that I have not one friend, but THREE that I've had for 20 years. And barring any major catastrophe, will have for 40 more.

Beautiful story!

I love this! It's just so heartwarming to know that there are women who have friendships just like this out there. I really miss a lot of my friends from Texas; they can never be replaced but staying in touch is harder now than ever. Someday maybe I'll meet a woman here who'll be like your friend is to you- someone closer than 1000 miles away.

Such a treasured friend! You and her! (And such a heartwarming post!)

Love that you've managed to keep in touch. In times like this, I thank God for email...and Twitter and Blogville. At least it's a way to not completely lose track of each other.

Honey, I've no idea where the time goes. The hardest part is that ache to go back to that time...but the desire to visit it without the pain and anguish that often accompanied it. I hear that....oh, I sooo hear that.

I'm in that phase where you once were and I don't want to ever lose sight of how fast it all goes. I'm so glad you are able to keep in touch in some way though. Friendships...good ones...are so hard to come by. You have to hold on to them as much as possible.

You made a good point out of there.

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