Make new friends, but keep the old…

Make new friends, but keep the old…

 

Back in the 80’s, I was in a local Brownie troop.  Sporting our brown knee socks with the orange tassels tucked on the outside we would sing a song:

Make new friends,
but keep the old.
One is silver,
the other is gold.

A circle is round,
it has no end.
That’s how long,
I will be your friend.

A fire burns bright, 
it warms the heart.
We’ve been friends,
from the very start.

You have one hand,
I have the other.
Put them together,
We have each other.

Silver is precious, 
Gold is too.
I am precious,
and so are you.

You help me, 
and I’ll help you 
and together
we will see it through.

The sky is blue
The Earth is green
I can help
to keep it clean

Across the land
Across the sea
Friends forever
We will always be

 

Mary Heather, is my oldest friend (actually, she is 5 months younger than me but oldest friend nonetheless) and is in town from Kirkland, Washington currently.

 

Growing up, we slept in the same cribs (despite her biting phase), carpooled to preschool, lower school, middle school and beyond.  We spent summers together at St. Teresa beach, dreamed about what our futures would look like (hoping they would entail a brown Thunderbird).  Our parents were best friends always ‘dropping by’ each others homes (I think my Dad just wanted to pawn us off on Aunt Bunny for the day so he and Uncle Bill could climb in the duck blinds). I practically  grew up at her house (if you go into Mary Heather’s old room and look at the ceiling in her closet, you will see, in bright purple Crayon, Garrett was here).

As life often does, it has come full circle.  My lifelong and dear friend now has a 1 year old with another one on the way.  It was such a gift to have our little boys meet and spend time together last night.

 

Our second generation of silver.

 

Make new friends, but keep the old

Hanley (22 months) outweighs Raynes (32 months) by a good 12 pounds

 

Make new friends, but keep the old

 

 

This goes to show that the apple does’t fall far from the tree.  Mary Heather always was more outgoing- working for Mtv in the summers, interning in Washington DC and finding cute boys to ask me out.  Me, on the other hand, was (and still am) a bit more shy, taking much longer to warm up to new situations, hesitant to try new things and visit new places.

 

Make new friends, but keep the old via Grateful Simplicity

The nail biting is a new phase- lovely, huh?

Make new friends, but keep the old via Grateful Simplicity

 

 

We are now the mothers, bathing our wild ones in the bath tub.  Some moments stop you in your tracks to take it all in.

 

 

Make new friends, but keep the old via Grateful Simplicity

The grandfathers (“Uncle Bill” and “Uncle Boone”) were best friends- although I am pretty sure they didn’t bathe together.

 

 

Make new friends, but keep the old via Grateful Simplicity

 

Make new friends, but keep the old via Grateful Simplicity

 

Because at the end of the day, I think it’s little moments like this that make life meaningful.

 

Make new friends, but keep the old.  One is silver, the other gold.

(And yes, Mary Heather was in my brownie troop too).

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