There are many things that are much easier to do as an adult than as a child. Like drinking, shopping at Bergdorf's, or breaking the speed limit in a vehicle larger than a Big Wheel. But making friends? That's pretty hard to do once we grow up. I mean, when was the last time you walked up to an interesting-looking person in the grocery store and asked, "Does your mom let you play Barbies after school?"
As we slip from childhood into adulthood, chances are, our childhood pals slip away as well. Some of them move away. Or they marry men we can't stand or women who can't stand us or they adopt weird political stances or wear funny hats.
The people I still know from my youth? I can count them on one hand. And on one finger the one with whom I'm in regular contact, and that's via email (the rest of you? call me, you bums). Which is why I'm so thankful that through this mess of a blob of mine I've met a few folks upon whose forehead I can stamp the word, "Friend."
Boxer is one of them. In the two-plus years since we first met through an on-line writing contest, we have traveled together and laughed over the phone together, and shot emails back and forth together about everything from Pee Wee Herman to the travails of raising elderly parents to finding the perfect LBD for dinner.
Today, Boxer celebrates a Big Birthday, and I want to both congratulate and thank her. For being such an awesome person, for moving through this world with such wit and grace, and for being someone who is now indelibly inked into the fabric of my life.
Happy Birthday, Boxer, you fabulous friend, you!
9 comments:
Moi - you are just the best. I love having a writer for a friend because I get wonderful emails, have funny phone conversations and get to read a post like this. I also get to learn from what your write and travel to places with your amazing women and there are many times I sit and ask myself,
"how did I get so lucky, to find a person like her?"
XOXOXOXO. I look forward to getting old(er) with you as my friend.
i cant add one thing to this other than i feel the same way. what a treasure Boxer is as a friend. what a chance she took on us, inviting who knows what into her home. boxer, your birthday from me is on its way. I couldnt afford air, so its ground. maybe thursday - possibly friday.
Happy Birthday SUPERSTAR
*float n sting*
this was a beautiful post, miss moi. I'm so glad that you've been able to cultivate friendships with people from your blogger community. And a wonderful happy birthday to our dear, sweet Boxer.
xo.
Moi,
Sounds like a grand reciprocal trade agreement to me! Lovely present of a testimony Moi .... you rock!
Very nice, Moi !
and the picture is terrific too, moi
You nailed it perfectly -- how difficult it is to find true friends in this lifetime. Congrats to Boxer on her big day, she's a knock-out!
Where's the "like" button?!
Good afternoon Moi,
You know, when I grow up. I hope, I can write like you.
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