A few months ago I posted a blog about old friends being the best. My husband’s friend had a milestone birthday and his family gave him a surprise party. This weekend, my BFF from high school had a craft show (and cleaned out some closets) so I helped her. Actually, it was an excuse to just hang out, visit, eat lunch, and drink her coffee.
You know you have a great friendship when you can just pick back up like the decades haven’t passed, and giggle about the same things you always did. We haven’t aged, only our bodies have. She looked at the pictures on my phone and said, “Who are the old people, are they our age?” They were. But,I came to a conclusion, a soul doesn’t age, it’s only the body that ages. Souls stay the same – at least the good ones do.
Martha is a wonderful, crafty person. She creates crafts most people never think of. (https://www.facebook.com/FlonniesGirls) And it helps that she has a huge craft room of her own where she can work. I write on the love seat in the living room. I guess as long as your muse can find you, it all works out.
She and her husband are living the dream. They work from home, are obvious soul mates, and their home is their castle. She cooks, gardens, and crafts while her husband, Mike, paints and sculpts in his studio http://www.larsenstudio.com/. And they still allowed me to interrupt their idyllic life for a few hours.
I filled the back seat of my car with crafts before leaving and she barely allowed me to pay her. But, she’ll find a little something extra in her knitting basket when she looks. When I asked if it was okay to blog about our day together she said yes, as long as I didn’t mention the discussion on our bra sizes. Mum’s the word, Martha. Thanks for the great day; we need to do it more often.