Hey Chris...it's all mushy upstairs!

I have one friend that I was close to in the eighties that I have mentioned, but not really written too much about. This is because she is a private person, and I want to respect that.

But I would hate for her to come across this blog some day, and think "Hey....what am I? Chopped liver? Why aren't I in the Friends and Lovers list??"

So I'll just write a bit.

I met Chris when I was 17 and she was 16. Although we went to the same highschool, we had never really gotten to know each other, until we happened to be at the same party one night, and we clicked.

The rest is how they say....history.

We've had times over the last 17 years that we were inseparable, and there were times that we were hardly on speaking terms. And then there are times, like right now, where I still consider her one of my greatest friends, even though months will pass without us talking.

I know however, that if I picked up the phone tomorrow and called her it would be like no time had passed at all. We could talk for hours, and I would enjoy every minute of it.

I owe Chris dearly for the support and love she gave me while I was pregnant with my first son. She was there every step of the way, so much so that I named my son after her. And after he was born, she helped me in ways you cannot imagine. I am not sure I would have made it through that time without her.

I also owe her for introducing me to my husband, although I understand they had some sort of affair when they were 12 years old....I'm not too sure I trust them together.....

Unfortunately, I don't get to see Chris much these days, she is a busy wife and Mom, and we just live to far away.

But I can tell you, there are two little children in this world that are very lucky to have Chris as their Mommy. And I am very lucky to say she has been, and always will be my friend.