I went along with my husband Dave yesterday to watch him play in a ball tournament in Steinbach. I hadn’t really planned to go but Dave said the team was having a meal after the tournament at one of the player’s homes and partners were invited. He said he’d really like me to come. So I changed my plans and went along. I was so glad I did.
My friend Marge came to the tournament to watch her husband play ball too. Dave and I have been friends with Marge and her husband Fran since 1976 when we were their neighbours in Landmark for a year. Marge and I hadn’t seen each other since January. We had been in Europe for two months and they had been on a trip to Europe as well and so the first order of business was to catch up on our travel experiences. Then we moved on to talk about our children and grandchildren and siblings and friends and hobbies and volunteer work and books and a little bit of politics and church and our childhoods and summer plans and………….. suffice it to say our husbands’ expertise on the ball diamond did not garner our full attention.
I love making new friends but there is something lovely about spending time with old friends who already know all about you and your past, someone with whom you have so many shared experiences. No matter how long you have been apart you can just pick up talking with one another and feel like the last time you were together was the day before.
I learned a round song when I was a child that went………… Make new friends but keep the old. One is silver and the other gold.