Michelle's Many Musings

I just had the pleasure of spending the evening with two friends from my university days (I graduated in 1991). We drank tea and talked and laughed the evening away. There’s something important about the knowledge of who we were that is embedded in those friendships.  My husband may have heard stories from that time of my life, but the richness of that history really comes out when he hears it from those who took part in the escapades and hilarity. These friends, one whom I’ve kept in contact with over the years and one only last year reconnecting because of a death of a friend, are treasures to my heart. I am grateful.