My Breakfast with Beth and Cyndi

This morning I had breakfast with 2 of my oldest friends.

I have known Beth since I was very young. We became friends in 4th grade. Cyndi was a little later. I was in Beth's wedding and she was in mine. We saw each other all the time, even in college. After that, we met for dinner on a weekly basis. It was unspoken that we would always be close.

Then I screwed up. It was a time in my life when I was very confused about a lot of things. I was afraid she wouldn't understand what I was going through and I shut her out. I would find reasons not to meet her. Wouldn't return calls or , when I did , call when I knew she wouldn't be there. Once I got it together, I thought too much time had passed and I was embarrassed. We sent holiday greetings, but that was it. I missed the birth of her 2 youngest children. Neither of us knew about all the friend type things - deaths, job changes, health concerns,all sorts of other events, good and bad. A lot happens in 10 years.

I finally got up the nerve to email her. To take that first step. After several weeks of emailing
we were able to meet. I know the relationship will never be the same. But nothing stays the same does it? Even if I hadn't been such a fool our relationship would have changed. I think I have a second chance and I am not gong to blow it.