D and I have been friends for at least 10 years, right about the time each of us got engaged a few months apart. She’s one of those people I just knew I was going to be friends with for a long time. We had the same style in just about everything, even our mothers were similar. Although now we have added 5 new people to the world between us and we both stay busy, I can’t tell you how cathartic just 2 hours is with her. Tonight we met at Starbuck’s for coffee and just sat outside for over 2 hours actually and talked. I felt sort of bad after I left after dumping weeks of drama and kids stories on her but somehow I know she enjoyed it just as much as I enjoyed every story she had to tell.
Her twins are going to kindegarten this year even though our oldest are only a few months apart, they made the cutoff while Emma didn’t. I’m sort of glad too. I don’t think she would mind if I told you the story of her having her one emotional moment about her kids going to school. She was in the grocery store one day buying Capri-Suns that were on sale, knowing she would need them for lunches. She questioned, as I did when she told the story, who would open their straws for them? It’s that realization that they’ll be one in a sea of 20 kids and no one is going to reach over, without even thinking to make sure their little girls straw is opened. That makes me choke up just thinking about it. I’m very sure teachers are competent, attentive and loving but no matter what, it won’t be the same. Oh, how we both are looking forward to 7 hours straight quiet house but until then, I’m really going to try to smile every time I have to open a straw for one my girls and more importantly, hopefully I can teach Emma how to open the straw so my big girl will be all ready for lunch time.