I’ve got this friend. This best friend. We were college roommates – and when you go to college you’ll realize the significance of that relationship and why that’s probably all I need to say to describe the indelible seal placed on our relationship by shared space/bathrooms/kitchen/utilities/life. For a year she and I and our three other roommates lived like sisters (the related kind, not the nun kind) in a 5 bedroom townhouse on the edge of campus. There were shenanigans.
We are all of us a kind of close that incurs no hesitation when the phone rings at an odd hour and the person on the other line says “Is now ok? I need to talk.” We are ‘I haven’t met your kid, but I already love him/her like family’ close. We are ‘I’ve seen you ugly cry and uber hung over and I still think you are beautiful’ close. We are ‘can you check out this weird thing on my butt’ close (true story).
So, when my friend and I saw each other again for the first time in almost 5 years…it was kind of epic. In a heart-bursting kind of way 🙂
We got to meet each other’s kids and see them play together – which was just so much awesomeness!
We ran around Philly in the oppressive summer heat and enjoyed the air-conditioning and entertainment provided by the Please Touch Museum.
We stayed in a beautiful hotel (for a steal – thank you Priceline!) attached to the impressive Reading Terminal Market.
It was wonderful! We snuggled our collective children before they slipped away to bounce on the hotel beds.
We ate Philly cheesesteaks and red velvet cupcakes while we watched The Incredibles and sipped beverages out of hotel water glasses pilfered from our collective bathrooms. No pretense, no ceremony, no shoes. It was perfect 🙂