This past week, my two lifelong friends drove to Auburn so the three of us could have a Christmas meal together. Each of us arrived with something carefully chosen for the other two: Himalayan salt lamps to increase serotonin levels; dog-themed items including stunning dishes, an ornament, dish towel, and knit cap; handmade necklaces with images that represented something about the person who received them; and books chosen to appeal to the personality of the recipient.
Lynne asked Joan and me to share a Christmas from the past that we considered more memorable than the rest. Joan described getting a wedding dress for Christmas one year when she was a child. Even though, in her words, “I never said I wanted to be a bride,” that memory stood out. I repeated the story of the used record player and the discarded jukebox records. Lynne remembered the year that she caught only a glimpse of the Nancy Drew books Santa had brought before she had to be rushed to the hospital for emergency surgery. She also remembered the time Sears set up Christmas.
Needless to say, we made another Christmas memory to treasure as we sat in the Amsterdam Café long after our lunch plates had been cleared, sipping coffee, reminiscing, laughing until our sides nearly split, and being thankful for friendships that have lasted more than half a century.
Looking forward to seeing what 2018 has in store.
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