My Friend Sally

I met Sally when we were both newcomers to town.  This was many many years ago, before kids.  We had an instant connection, and our families became friends.  My husband even babysat for her small daughter when Sally and John went to the hospital for Margaret’s birth.  (I was large with child at the time).

We stayed in touch as Sally and her family moved around the country.  John is a scientist and administrator of national repute.  As it often happens, our conversations became fewer and fewer, but when I heard her voice on the telephone, it was as if we had just spoken the day before.

I don’t think we have spoken in several years.  But the phone rang today as I was browsing the racks at TJMaxx.  It was Sally.  She had read my blog and decided to pick up the phone and call.

I hid out in housewares and we spoke for a half hour.  Things were just the same, as if we had lunched together last week.  We absolutely promised to keep in frequent touch.  Her eldest daughter and family just moved to Bethesda so we will arrange to meet when I am visiting my daughter in DC.  I can’t wait.

Friends like Sally don’t come around often.