Mo
This past weekend my friend, Maureen (Mo) came from San Diego to visit me. Mo and I became friends waaaayyyy back in 1982 when we both worked at University Medical Center in Tucson. Actually, when I first met Mo, she scared the hell out of me! Not sure why, but I totally thought she didn't like me and I tried to stay out of her path. Then we found ourselves both taking classes at the junior college at the same time so decided to meet for coffee one night. That was the beginning of a beautiful friendship. We're both movie junkies so we would have movie marathon days every 4-6 months. Even though we don't seem to talk to each other more than once or twice a year, when we do get together it's like no time has passed. We have so many good memories and find ourselves laughing about our past adventures until we puke (not literally...). My husband was a bit amazed by the number of times we responded to one of his questions with exactly the same words! This is a picture of us 18 years ago when I made a return visit to Tucson after moving to California.
Her trip out here, as with most of our times together, involved food, wine, and laughter. We did the Livermore wineries, strolled through antique shops in Niles, and ate sushi. Mo actually introduced me to sushi in Tucson over 22 years ago.
And we talked. About old times. About current times. About how our lives have changed and all the life events we have shared with each other. We see ourselves, and each other, growing older. Did we really, at one time, wonder what we'd be doing at 40? Did we really buy each other Snickers bars to celebrate dual promotions? Did we really eat hot fudge sundaes at 6:00am on that trip to Las Vegas? Did we really run on a beach singing the theme song to Chariots of Fire? Did we really watch Officer and a Gentleman six times? It all seems like such a long time ago.
We did promise to see each other more often, and to write and call more often. Maureen is a silversmith and makes some awesome jewelry at her shop in Spanish Village in San Diego. I've added her website as a link in case you'd like to visit it.
I find that, as I grow older, long time friends become more and more important. They share my history, they know me well, I don't need pretenses, it's a huge comfort zone.
Thanks for the visit, Mo.
6 comments:
I have a friend like this. She is back in Indiana though and I'm in South Carolina now so we don't get to see each other much. When I go home it is like I never left though.
Just delurking because I have to tell you how great you age. No way do you look anywhere close to 60.
I have a good friend like your Mo who I do try to see as often as I can. We keep each other grounded.
Thanks for sharing.
What a wonderful story about a wonderful friendship!
Here's to old friends!
You look really happy in the pics. Wonderful!
I wonder how many friends I have now, am I going to keep in touch with when I grow old.
Ira - you will be surprised when you get older how the special friends bubble to the top and stay in your life.
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