It was bad enough when I just had this blog to contend with, but dumb me, I opened up another one and now have limited time to give either the thought they deserve.
Updating Jennifer Recommends was easy - pick a topic and come up with a tip. Updating this blog, the blog that delves into my life, is difficult.
I sometimes wonder how much to share with the massive void that is the Internet. Even if I was assured only so-and-so would be reading, how much do I really want to share with so-and-so? But, why write a blog about your life if you aren't willing to let people into that life -- into the thoughts and feelings that make up you?
A life is made of a handful of huge events and a billion seemingly insignificant ones. Little moments that at the time, you have no idea are small pieces that will form the larger puzzle of you.
I thought it would be fun to pick a handful of those seemingly insignificant moments that ended up playing a great big role in who I am.
I was always a good student who played by the rules. Therefore I believe it was an act of God himself which convinced me to cut a Religion (of all classes!) in October of my Freshman year at Camden Catholic to go hang out in the lunchroom.
I sat at a table with a bunch of other Freshman girls and said hello to Nannette, a girl in a few of my classes. She introduced me to another Freshman girl I'd never seen before. Her name was Diane.
Diane and I began chatting over the lunch table and 25 years later, we still haven't stopped.
In that 25 years we have been through it all together - high school, college, boys, alcohol, concerts, traveling, jobs, births and deaths...you name it.
We have laughed so hard that our tummies have hurt. And we have cried so hard that we thought the world had ended.
We have argued and annoyed the hell out of each other.
And once or twice, we even "broke up" for a bit. But not being in each other's lives left a bitter hole that nothing could fill, so we'd soon make up and go on our merry way.
Who'd have thought that cutting one class in my entire life would lead to my finding my closest friend?
You see, it's the seemingly insignificant moments, my friends. You never know where they'll lead you.
3 comments:
When Jessie talked me into hanging out with all you guys at Adelphia's, I was terrified that I would feel like a nerdy smacked behind amidst a sea of "popular, snooty" girls. But lo and behold, it turned out that you, Miss Diane and all the other young ladies in attendance, were as nice and friendly as can be....which immediately put this nerdy smacked behind's prior fears to rest. (smile)...Good people are akin to the rarest of gems, and the fact that you decided to cut class the way a diamond cuts glass is apropos....(O.k., I TOTALLY forced that questionable metaphor & cheesy ending...But hey, we already established that I'm a nerdy smacked behind, so I'm keeping consistent here.)..Seriously, GREAT blog as always, Jenn! And thank you for opening up and sharing.
aww... that's so sweet. I adore you both. I realized when I saw Diane this past October just how much I like her. She's funny, witty, and very smart. Wish I knew her better then. And I Wish I got to see the both of you more. :)
Apparently that cafeteria is bff meeting headquarters... I met Ken Moeller on my first Frosh Day at CCHS. There must be somthing in the fries, Jen.
You reminded me through this wonderful memory, that I much too often don't look back at the innocent years (ehem)..
Thank you, LOU
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