I cherish my school friends, many I have known since we were 12. there is nothing like that childhood connection. I love that you spent the anniversary planting a garden, I'm sure that Bailey was supervising.
What a beautiful essay. Your observation that old friends remember who we were before life reshaped us really struck me. The image of twelve-year-old you searching for four-leaf clovers was unforgettable. I finished reading this thinking about my own oldest friends and feeling grateful for them. Thank you for sharing such a meaningful piece.
I love that you and Julie found one another all those years ago at Potomac and the myriad ways you’ve evolved together since. I remember how she made you laugh. I’m so glad you’re present and vibrant in one another’s lives still. xx 🩷💜💚💛🧡💙
Thank you for sharing these thoughts of old friends and the deep feelings of loss. I was not planning to read this today but I did and it was what I needed as I am struggling with some daughter issues right now. The remembering to laugh, keep creativity going and connect with old friends was helpful today. Thanks you again
Like you I have a friend I met in middle school. I was the new, shy kid. She was the outgoing "everybody knew" kid. This is our 56th year together and we are going on a fabulous vacation! "You can't make old new friends"!
Beautiful. Everyone needs a friend like Julie who knew the past us. I have a crew of boarding school friends in UK who are more like sisters and were instrumental in helping me get through the grief of losing Mum. I will FaceTime them when I am feeling down for a chat and it always manages to shift my perspective and lift my mood. I just wish I could see them in the flesh one day….maybe one day.
I cherish my school friends, many I have known since we were 12. there is nothing like that childhood connection. I love that you spent the anniversary planting a garden, I'm sure that Bailey was supervising.
What a beautiful essay. Your observation that old friends remember who we were before life reshaped us really struck me. The image of twelve-year-old you searching for four-leaf clovers was unforgettable. I finished reading this thinking about my own oldest friends and feeling grateful for them. Thank you for sharing such a meaningful piece.
Right back attcha! I feel so deeply deeply lucky to have you in my life as a confidant, inspiration, and reality check, all these years!!!
Moi aussi cherie! Oh how Dr. McB would be proud. Now let me wax on about Baudelaire……
Ummm, was that second old in the subtitle entirely necessary?!?🤣
Turn of phrase…
Beautiful.
Thank you Erin!
blessings - old and new....
Indeed!
Beautiful reflections Isa. I always look forward to your posts. ♥️
Oh thank you Jill. And the walk draws nigh! xoox
I love that you and Julie found one another all those years ago at Potomac and the myriad ways you’ve evolved together since. I remember how she made you laugh. I’m so glad you’re present and vibrant in one another’s lives still. xx 🩷💜💚💛🧡💙
Isa, as always you are mirror that reflects me back to my self with reality and tenderness. I can’t thank you enough.
Thank you for sharing these thoughts of old friends and the deep feelings of loss. I was not planning to read this today but I did and it was what I needed as I am struggling with some daughter issues right now. The remembering to laugh, keep creativity going and connect with old friends was helpful today. Thanks you again
Like you I have a friend I met in middle school. I was the new, shy kid. She was the outgoing "everybody knew" kid. This is our 56th year together and we are going on a fabulous vacation! "You can't make old new friends"!
Reading this was a great start to my day
Laughter may be proof that healing is happening
Thank you Isa, your posts are a gift.
Beautiful. Everyone needs a friend like Julie who knew the past us. I have a crew of boarding school friends in UK who are more like sisters and were instrumental in helping me get through the grief of losing Mum. I will FaceTime them when I am feeling down for a chat and it always manages to shift my perspective and lift my mood. I just wish I could see them in the flesh one day….maybe one day.
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Beautiful