Been thinking about friendship this morning, especially since I spent last weekend with Maryruth. We enjoyed the reminiscing thing while have dinner and wine overlooking the ocean. 45 Years. It's amazing to me that we have weathered all those years and somehow managed to retain this friendship as an integral part of our lives. For 15 years I had women who were close friends to me, my women's group in Northern Idaho. At the time, several of those women I considered integral to my life. And yet, they have come and gone. Time and distance has eroded those friendships, so that now they are just a distant memory. I don't know how that happens. I guess what I really don't know is how this happens. How a friendship weathers a lifetime. Grace, I guess. Pure Grace. I put photos of the Big Sur trip up on the Picassa web site and of course, wrote all about it on the MoHo Travels blog, but here, this morning, the friendship is what comes to mind
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