Flashback Friday ~ Friendship


We've talked about families, so it seems only natural that we should talk about the friends we had when we were growing up!

Who was your first friend?

One of the first friends I can remember was a girl named Donna. She and her mom and brother lived in the apartment below us. They were in a very similar situation to ours. Donna and I were the same age and we both had younger siblings. We were both growing up in homes with no fathers present. Our rooms were directly under each other and in the summer time we would leave our windows open, we had an elaborate system of passing notes and other thing back and forth. We had constructed a small basket made out of popsicle sticks and tied a string to the handle. We would lowered this basket back and forth between the windows.

We would lay in our beds and carry one long dreamy handwritten conversation long after the lights were turned off over what our wedding would be like. What our apartments would one day look like. What happen at school or who we thought was cute and weather or not they thought I was cute.

Did you have lots of friends when you were growing up or just one or two close friends?

I don't recall having boat-loads of friend. I did have good friends but I was more in to quality rather than quantity!

For women, were "mean girls" an issue when you were growing up? Or were you a "mean girl"?!

I have one memory of a ‘mean girl” moment. We moved around quite a bit when I was growing up. My mom had a very small going away party for me on the occasion of one of our various moves. I was in high school and I remember having a huge crush on a boy. One of my so called friends had promised that she would invite him to my party and had actually said that he was coming and i was so excited. I spent the whole party eagerly waiting for him to arrive only to find out that the invitation was never extended. I was devastated and spent the rest of the party weeping over my lost love! Teenage angst at it’s height!

 

Do you still keep up with your childhood friends today?

Sadly Donna and I have lost touch. It was a very upsetting situation for me and I remember being totally deviated when it happen. Donna had a steady boyfriend who was a good bit older than she was. Regrettably she found herself pregnant and decisions were made and she had her boyfriend got married. I think she may have finished high school but I am not sure. My family had moved a good bit way from her by this time and we tried to keep in touch over the phone and we tried to see each other as often as we could but me being a high school student, and Donna being a young mother our lives very quickly grew apart.

On a sad note I did extend an invitation to her to attend my wedding and in all the hustle and bustle of the day it was several house after the ceremony was conclude and the hubs and I were on our way to the honey moon when the thought struck me that I had not seen her in attendance. Life moves on, but it is a bit sad. I have no idea what happen to her and her family!

 

As I was sitting here typing I thought of this box I have. It is jam packed with notes and letters. Some from old boyfriends and some letters I received at summer camp or on the various vacation I spent with my grandparents. But in digging through this box I did find a few child hood treasures.

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Remember those notes we passed back and forth. Well here is one of those notes as well as a letter that Donna wrote me while I was a girl scout camp.

 

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Never underestimate the power behind the written word. I am not sure why I saved all of these notes and letters, but I got such a wonderful feeling as I gave them a re-visit!

So my unsolicited advice for today. Grab a piece of paper and a pen and write someone a note today. Not an email, not a text message but a real letter with an envelope and a stamp.

Blessings

R

Well that’s it for my Flashback Friday, for more flashback Fun head over to Mocha with Linda for more!

And be sure to check out Linda’s Super Sweet Summer Giveaway celebrating her 1000th post!

 

On a final note I will be out of pocket for a while busy with various activities and other summer pursuits.

See ya in a bit!

Comments

Jim said…
I loved this, Robin. It is a nice insight as to the thinkings and doings of little girls. Guys don't often get to know those things.
It would be nice if you could run up again with Donna and share some living notes. That will be my wish and a little short prayer just now. :)
Enjoy your doings. If you do drop in to mine you will see we are getting ready to skip out for a bit also.
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Skoots1moM said…
i hold onto past memories with cards and letters also...they're very special to me.
love the popsicle basket remembrance...what fun!
WHat a treasure to still have those notes and letters!

I love the memory of your passing notes from window to window!
Kathleen said…
You're absolutely right: sending or receiving a hand-written note packs a powerful friendship whallop!

Blessings,
Kathleen
Heidi said…
I related to much of this. I remember a mean girl, who for some reason was going to "beat me up". I have no idea why. I was such a pipsqueak- no threat to anyone.

Wow! That is a long time to hang onto those notes.

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