As I’ve written in my brief bio, I moved around a lot as I was growing up. I didn’t mind much, really, because I liked trying out new places. But this did mean that I don’t have a lot of ties to friends from my early childhood.
My high school girls — Bee, Erin, and Noel — and my AU girls — especially Sandy, Terri, and Amy — are such amazing people, and I’m lucky to have kept in touch with all of them, but it is a little strange to think of my friends from Illinois and Tennessee who have gone on past elementary school, possibly gone to college and married, maybe had children or moved all over the world, and I have no idea where they are. I spent nearly every day over the summer with Meaghan, the girl who lived across the street from us in Franklin, Tennessee. We had matching peach denim skirts (very stylish). I don’t know what happened to her past age seven. And Jenny and I were inseparable during my years in Cary, Illinois. Our sleepovers were epic affairs. But I haven’t seen or heard from her since third grade.
When it comes to lifelong friends I have to live vicariously through Danny, who has been friends with Brad for almost twenty years. They hadn’t seen one another for any significant amount of time since our wedding, two and a half years ago, so Brad and his wife Heather came down to Surfside Beach for two days at the end of our vacation. I finally got to have a conversation longer than five minutes with Heather, which was great, and Danny and Brad got to be Danny and Brad, which means they played golf, drank a few beers, and remembered the guy they called Goat who lived on their hall at UNCC.
It was a great way to end our too-short vacation. Now, of course, I’m back in Houston and trying to get my life and my apartment into a suitable condition to continue dissertation work. (I am also getting my blog into suitable condition and therefore have updated my weekly pick by carrots, one day late.)
It was sad to leave, but I love sleeping in my own wonderful bed and snugging with my own wonderful cats. While I do this, check out more pictures about our time in Surfside behind the break.