The Girls Are Together Again March 10, 2009
Posted by reddlissa in Family Affairs.Tags: best friends, Louisiana, motherhood, roommates
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This weekend S and I traveled to Lafayette in order to attend my college roommate’s baby shower. Darla and I were as close as sisters during our time together at Northeast Louisiana University and in the years that followed; I think some people considered us one person because where one went the other was sure to follow :). In fact, she was in the delivery room when S was born and had the bruises on her hand to show for it! After I graduated from McNeese State University in 1999, S and I moved to Lafayette and it was a given that we would share an apartment with Darla. Despite our many difference, I was happy in Lafayette and happy with our living arrangements.
Eventually S and I moved to Houston and life presented circumstances that pulled Darla and me apart. We spoke once or twice a year and exchange cards on birthdays and Christmas but the close relationship faded. Before last weekend, she hadn’t seen S in at least 5 years.
This visit was one of the best we’ve had in many years. After the shower, S and I visited Darla at her home. We sat in her living and talked for hours. It was very much a repeat of the past but different –better — becasue S was an active part of the conversation. She was able to connect with Aunt Darla and form her own opinions about a shadowy figure in her memory. Darla was amazing in her ability to pull S into the conversation; if that’s any indication of the future I know she will be a wonderful and caring mom.
There was a taste of bittersweetness to the trip. I saw Darla interacting with her “new” friends and it was clear to me that she has found new close friends to fill my place. I don’t know why it stung my heart — I have made close friends here in Houston, too. I guess I just always referred to her as “my best friend” and now I see that isn’t the case. I know we will always have a connection, but I suppose a part of me misses the way things used to be. I have hope that this visit is the first step in reconnecting our separate lives.