make new friends, but keep the old...one is silver and the other gold.

awful, awful camp song. but the right sentiment i think. i was in san diego this weekend and got to visit with speakmemory who was in town from wisconsin. and i had a great time and loved sharing stories over coffee as we sat on a patio on a beautiful san diego day. we talked people, we talked weddings, we talked families. it was lovely. but it made me sad. sad that she doesn't live in california. sad that i can't just call her up and we can meet for coffee on an hour's notice. made me realize how special it is to have friendships that go back to the sixth grade. i'm sure if we lived in the same city it wouldn't be the greatest thing in the whole world like i think it would. but i sure as hell would be willing to give it a try. to the people of madison, you're damn lucky to have ms. okuma living amongst you.