Times a-Changin'

One of my best friends of all time was once a sworn enemy, whom I mentally attacked almost daily with a vengeance. I imagined her to be a manipulative, catty man-stealer. She was, in fact, the dreaded recent ex-girlfriend of my current boyfriend. Oh yes, the bane of my very existence. With her nubile body, literary smarts, and foreign travel experience, she was a nemesis of grand proportions. We both spent several years living in Madison, Wisconsin, but never once had a real conversation. I was 20 years old.

Now, 11 years later, having long ago dumped the above-mentioned boyfriend because he was rather self-involved anyway, I find myself thousands of miles from Wisconsin and once again living in the same city as my long ago foe. What is more amazing, is that this larger-than-life villain from my past is now one of the people with whom I spend most of my free time. We rock climb. We hang out in the evenings when her husband is at work. She was the one who came to get me in a far away city when my car died in the middle of the night. I was the one who threw her baby shower. One of her daughter's first words was "Brrrrrrt".

Change is good.

And now, she and her husband will be moving soon. They're headed back to their midwestern roots. And on days like today, I sit here and wonder what I will do with my time when they are gone. Cpu, Epu, and Nutmeg... I'm so grateful for the friendship we all share. I truly cherish it. I love you all so much. What will I do without you?

Enjoy your adventure.
Up. Up. Up. Go. Go. Go.

Note: After writing this post, I went to this friend's blog to catch up. I found this story written several days ago, in which my pal very specifically mentions me and our strange pathway to friendship.