Dinner with Anne

Tonight I met Anne for dinner in the Big City. I had pre-trip errands to run, and it was just days away from her birthday—the stars were aligned.

I adore my old friends (meaning we go back far—not chronologically, of course). I love that we fall right back into old and new conversations like no time has passed. They already have the backstory and the context. They understand my heavy sighs and eye rolls.

Now adding to the 2011 list: seeing more of old friends. It’s silly we live so close, yet the visits are so infrequent. You, sitting there? I’m talking about YOU.