THE FRIENDS WE FIND ALONG THE WAY

Our Friends Are The Gifts That Keep on Giving

This morning I was coming down the stairs thinking about what I wanted to write about today. 

I was getting ready to put on my sneakers and get on the treadmill, which has become one of my favorite places to think and dictate stories.

And then a text came through from my friend Sue. She wanted to buy my book. My birthday is on Tuesday and honestly, that may be the best early birthday present I have received in a very, very long time. Not because of the price of the book, or because I made a sale, but because it was Sue. She wanted to support something I had created simply because she is my friend. And as I read her message, I thought, of course she does. Because that is who Sue has always been. 

Sue and I met because of Disney. We are both big fans of the theme parks in Florida and have spent days at Universal, as well as Sea World.

Back in 2013, we were both part of a Disney chat group, and somehow the two of us connected. We had a lot in common. We were both moms, done with the child raising years, and we had both lived enough life to know that things don’t always go according to plan. At that point, I had not yet become a grandmother, while Sue already was.

From day one, she was simply one of those people who was easy to know, and more importantly, easy to talk to no matter the subject matter. She has a quiet way of taking care of people. Sue is just a kind soul. 

The first thing we ever did together was about as Disney as you can get. We went with our husbands on a horse-drawn carriage ride through Fort Wilderness at Christmastime to look at all the decorations throughout the campground. I still have the picture from that night. That was the beginning of a friendship that has now lasted more than a decade. 

One thing I have always loved about our friendship is that it has never seemed to matter how much time passed between visits. We could go for quite a while without seeing each other, and then reconnect as though very little time had passed at all. Sue is retired and spends her summers at her home in Lake Geneva and her winters in Florida. Then I retired too, and because I was spending some of my winters in Florida, we suddenly had opportunities to see each other in a completely different way. 

And then along came Mr. P. 

Sue and Sterling had adopted the sweetest Cavalier King Charles Spaniel. She knew we were pet sitting, so she asked if we would watch him when she and her husband traveled. Somewhere along the way, watching Mr. P brought us even closer. 

Everyone loves Mr. P. I still call him a puppy even though he is a grown dog, because apparently in my mind anything small and adorable is permanently a puppy. He is an absolute doll baby. 

We have watched him in Florida and at Sue's home in Lake Geneva, and now when they are thinking about planning a trip, Sue will reach out to see if we are available, before they finalize plans. We already have two more Mr. P dates on our calendar this winter, one in December and another in February, and we are genuinely looking forward to both of them. There is something about the kind of trust that becomes part of a friendship. She knows that Mr. P will be loved when he is with us, and we know how much she appreciates knowing he is with people who already adore him. 

Over the years, Sue and I have discovered just how many pieces of life we have in common. We are mothers and grandmothers. We love Disney. We love to travel. We both spent our lives working hard. We have also shared the kinds of conversations that happen when family members are going through health issues. We understand the worry, the concern, and the care that comes with loving people through medical challenges. 

Those are the kinds of things that deepen a friendship. When we are in Chicago visiting Brian, I make time to see Sue too. In fact, the last three times we have been in Chicago, I have gotten on the train and traveled north to Lake Geneva to see her. She picks me up at the station, and every time we visit, she tells me how much she appreciates that I took the time to travel north to see her. 

To me it is very simple. She is my friend, and I love her. 

Our life is a little different now because we are full-time travelers. 

We do not live in a neighborhood where we see the same people every week. 

We do not have co-workers anymore. 

We move from one place to another, sometimes staying for a few days and sometimes for a few months. 

That makes me appreciate the real friendships in my life even more. When you meet a good friend, you hold on to them. Sue is one of those people whose kindness doesn't feel like something she tries to do. It seems to come from her very core. I don't know anyone who has spent time with her who doesn't feel that. She includes people. She checks in. She responds when I send a message. She supports the things I do. And maybe that is why her little text message this morning affected me so much. It made me think about the strange ways people enter our lives. Sue and I didn't meet through work. 

We didn't grow up together. 

We weren't neighbors. 

We met because we both happened to belong to a Disney chat group in 2013. 

One shared interest, one connection. 

And all these years later, she is still here. There are people who pass through our lives, and there are people who belong to a particular season. Then there are the people who somehow become part of the fabric of our lives, even though we never could have predicted it when we first met them. 

Sue is one of those people for me. And I hope she always knows just how much I value having her in my life. 

There's always a story.