Everything I Like Causes Cancer

A couple Sundays ago my friends Jodi and Monica drove down from our home town for a visit. I don't see these two very often. They are very busy, I am very busy. We try to get together at least four times a year. It ususally ends up being two. Three in a good year. So I was excited when Jodi emailed me and said, hell or high water, she was coming to visit.

I knew both of them in high school but we were not close friends then. It wasn't until after graduation that we got close. Once we did, though, we were inseparable. And dangerous. We three had us some good times. I'd tell a story from "the day" but it would be too boring for publication by the time I edited anything illegal, not-for-parents, or obscene.

I adore these two. Our lives are very different now; they are both married and have two children. I am single and, at this juncture, don't plan to have children. But it's like time never passed. They had never been here before and yet immediately seemed so right-at-home.

Back in the day, I spent the majority of my time at Jodi's parents house which inevitably translated into the familiarity shared by roommates. We were both just as comfortable in the home of the other as we were in our own. It was the same today. With them, there is never any initial discomfort, never that awkward time of reaquaintance between people who have become distant. It's cliche, but we truly do pick right up where we left off. I find a considerable amount of comfort in that. The unconditional is reassuring.

Things had been tough the few weeks leading up to their visit between challenging demands at work and being sick, but I was re-energized by it. I am so glad they came to see me. And I can't wait until we do it again. We made plans for Thanksgiving weekend. I feel pretty good about the odds that it will happen so it should only be a month before I get to see them again!