Old home week

What a week! It seemed like 'old home week' for me. It began last weekend when we had a wedding at my church and one of the families I'd known since I was a tot. It was great visiting with them, if only for a few minutes!

Then, within a few days I've gotten Facebook friend requests from a college buddy, a high school classmate, and a grade school friend. Though time is of the essence these days and free moments are rare, I do enjoy keeping in touch with old friends, if only through Facebook!

My Mother almost went through the roof when we drove by Jamie's house (which I might add is directly across from my high school). She could not believe one of my dear college friends lives 5 minutes from us and we never get together. She is absolutely on the money! Hopefully I will be seeing him soon at his Cider Press party!!

But the big reunion was mid week. I was able to sneak toward work a little early because I actually wanted to spend some money at the Indians' gift shop. Their loss. They had the entire area blocked off and no where to park. Their loss was definitely my gain. I buzzed my dear friend, Monina...told her I was outside of her station and begged her to let me in! Fortunately she WAS there and had a few free moments.

You have to understand, Monina IS probably my dearest friend. However, I still had her Christmas gift in my trunk. I had been carrying it around since December!!!!!

We were able to catch up since our last chat....I handed over her gifts....and asked her to be the 'deliver-er' of 3 other gifts I had been carrying around for a few weeks.

I also was able to visit with a handful of former co-workers. What a serendipity! I have such fond memories of my last workplace. Salt of the earth people. Many of them are still on sight, which is rare. It was a different time 20+ years ago. Many people are still the same tho the physical plant has certainly changed.

And the greatest visit this week was when Mom and I took our annual trip to the Notre Dame Chicken Dinner.....where we caught up with Sister St. Jude. Sister was the best friend of our cousin, Sister Callista, who has since passed. Sister St. Jude is truly a remarkable woman. Though hampered with physical ailments of late, her sense of humor, kindness, and memory are as sharp as a tack! Mom and I were hoping to zip in and out of the dinner and be home to watch the Browns and the Tribe. When we found out Sister was on site, we had to make a visit. Our journey took us on the road less traveled and what an enriching journey we met. We had an absolutely memorable visit with our friend, one we shall never forget!