I love meeting up with a friend for lunch, and there is something about meeting up with an old friend, a childhood friend, that makes the meeting all the more special. I had no grandchildren to babysit this week, so I took the opportunity to make a lunch date with my friend Pam. We met at Panera an hour before the crowds came out.
In September of 1973,Pam and I found ourselves in the same 4th grade classroom, and though our mothers had met at a women's Bible study group, Pam and I were strangers. We weren't strangers for long, in fact we soon became fast friends.
There is something totally wonderful about childhood friends once you become adults. It's almost as if you pick up right where you left off, in this case it's pretty much high school, even though neither one of us ever really moved out of the area.
We lingered long at Panera, laughed and talked, caught up on each other's lives, and decided we need to do it again soon. I went home smiling and I think she did too.