The words to this little song learned as a Brownie scout have "played" in my head over and over today...a fitting reminder of the old friendships being celebrated by the five of us pictured above. And perhaps more so because those friendships extend back to our days as Brownies.
It's been four years since all five of us were last together but we didn't miss a beat. The conversation flowed as if it had been only last week. That's the way it is with good friends. We caught up on one another's families, heard news of old classmates and reminisced about all sorts of things from our past. The two Connies (seated and standing on the far right) still live in the area, but the two Lindas arranged visits to coincide with mine. And our time together went by much too quickly.
We have such history together. Where we stood up for one another at weddings years ago, we find ourselves now sitting together at the funerals of our parents. And the days of sharing advice on child-rearing have been replaced with opportunities to share photos of grandchildren. They are amazing women...each with her own story of strength and resilience.
One is silver and the other gold.
Having one friendship that endures for half a century is a blessing; having four of them is a treasure, indeed.