It really was too early to get up but my body was convinced that it was 11:00 am. The clock and reality told me that in Alaska where I had landed at half past midnight, it was actually. 7:17 am. Body clocks are so much fun sometimes. My buds and I just sat talking thrilled to be together for the first time in three years. Doris once gave me a refrigerator magnet that said, “Friends are the family we choose” These two strong women, Doris and Darlene, are the family I have chosen.
We met as Officer Candidates in Quantico, VA over 40 years ago and before we left six weeks later, we had forged a friendship that has seen us through a lifetime. When together, it is as though no time has passed, we are united in a family forged by both good times and bad. They are among the few remaining people who know my history and faults but don’t care. They know the real me as I know them. Life doesn’t give much, but when offered, real friends should always be accepted with gratitude and humility.
Yesterday, we flew into Anchorage all three of us arriving after midnight worn out and silly. My trip consisted of two plane changes and twelve hours of flying time. Today was spent recuperating, eating fantastic food, and browsing the local crafts fair. We have laughed until we cried. We have rewound those binds that have held us together all these years. We are us and I wouldn’t change a thing.