Five years ago, I met this dear friend of mine. It just so happened that she was in my interview group, when she was interviewing for the Memphis Teacher Residency.
She got in, and was assigned to spend her residency year at my school. Then I quit my position right before school started, and she ended up teaching in my classroom (and she wasn’t very happy with me!)
We watched Big 10 basketball together while living in the South, while everyone else was concerned with Ole Miss & Alabama.
When I got very sick, and left Memphis for Indy, I didn’t really think that we would stay in touch. But we did–and oh, our friendship has been both the best & the hardest thing.
We’ve traveled a lot of hard ground together–more than most friends do in a lifetime. At times, I’ve been overwhelmed with the grief of it all. At other times, I rest in my gratitude for a loyal and committed friend who knows me so well. Of course it’s both/and.
Last night was simply a “Thanks for being my friend” kinda night. At. Ted’s Montana Grill. Taking occasional glimpses at March Madness scores here and there.
Yet, 2018 is a big year for both us–for different reasons. Yet, we both still get to be a witness to it all-the good and the bad, our back-and-forth illnesses, new jobs, graduations, baptisms, a book being written, new friendships being made, my confirmation into the Episcopal Church (more on this later!)
It’s been a privilege to be a witness to healing-both mine & Chelsea’s over the last several years. We are both better, for having been committed friends.