Jul 1, 2012

Some day

I said good bye to a friend today. We've known each other for six years, which isn't long when you're talking a lifetime but our girls have been friends half their lives. We've done cookie sales, encampments, baked Christmas cookies, carpooled, built parade floats, flown to California together. We've been room moms, organized meals, complained about our kids, about the weather. We've known each other through each of our pregnancies - my 'oops' baby who arrived at the beginning of our friendship, and her 'oops' baby who arrived two years ago (something in the water up here). And we've known since the start that they'd be moving now. Her husband is Air Force and six years is the limit of a deployment.

We knew but today has always seemed so far away. Our sons would be juniors in high school by then, we told each other in shocked tones. Because they were ten at the time, that idea was the same as saying we'd live on the moon by then. The same as saying it could never happen.

Today, she moves to Utah. When we said good bye, she gave us a family portait. I put it on the side of my refrigerator with all the other family pictures of friends who don't live near us. It's the same side of the fridge that faces the counter where I make the kids' lunches during the school year. I look at those pictures every morning and hope  they're all doing well. Sometimes I pray for them. And I wonder how long it'll be before I see them all again.

When I was a kid, I could make friends as easily as sneezing. My youngest does that now - we arrive at a park and twenty minutes later, he's best friends forever with a kid whose name he doesn't know. Nowadays, it takes me a bit longer. My life is packed with kids, house, job, writing. Nowadays, my friends tend to be the moms of my kids' friends. Our only area in common is our kids. But for now, that's enough. I simply don't have time for more.

Someday, I know that'll change. And that's why I keep those photos on my fridge. Because when it changes for me, it'll change for all my faraway buddies, too. We'll suddenly have all this free time (and money!) to go see each other. To shake our heads at each other's pictures of our enormous grown up children, to complain about our husbands, about the weather. To go on trips together, volunteer together, organize our schedules without worrying about a son/daughter's naptime/pickup time/doctor app't., etc.

When the idea of my oldest (the junior in high school!) leaving home makes me want to burst into fits of copious weeping, I try to remember this. Someday I won't have to cram writing in between ten minute breaks of eating/cleaning/shuttling kids. Someday I'll be able to catch up with everyone in those photos on my fridge. Someday I'll be published, be an established author, make money doing what I love.

I think about these 'somedays' in the same tone my friend and I used to talk about her departure six years ago. In that incredulous, slightly disbelieving voice I'd use to say we'll be living on the moon by then. The same as saying it could never happen.

But it can. It will. Ready or not, what you sow, you reap in due time - whether it's children who grow up, writing a good book or being a good friend.

At the cabin in Valdez, our last trip together

9 comments:

ilima said...

What a beautiful post. Reflective and hopeful at the same time. There is a time and a season for everything (even grandkids...so hard to believe that'll ever happen, but it will :). I just hope to enjoy every step of the way.

Kimberly Gabriel said...

Beautiful post Melodie. Thank you for sharing something so lovely and personal. I enjoyed reading it this morning!

Rowenna said...

Great post--all the somedays we all carry around are so real and important!

elizabeth seckman said...

Hugs. Funny has time flies when you're not watching the clock.

LisaAnn said...

Such a beautiful post. I'm so sorry you had to lose your friend, and it really is incredible how the only constant in our lives is change. Keep that photograph near and dear to your heart!

Amy L. Sonnichsen said...

Aw, what a sweet post! I'm sorry your friend moved. :( I have a board up in my kitchen where I stick pictures of all my far-away friends. There are a lot of them, too! But I love your attitude about all your dreams. Enjoy this time while we have it. :)

Lynn Proctor said...

very honest--love that pic!

Daisy Carter said...

See, I'm usually the one moving, but I know how you feel. I hope you two keep in touch in the meantime!

Daisy Carter said...

See, I'm usually the one moving, but I know how you feel. I hope you two keep in touch in the meantime!