Saturday night we had dinner with friends. They are old friends of mine.
I had a great time.
I love old friends.
I like new friends too, don’t hear me wrong.
But old friends are so great, because you don’t have to impress them. You don’t have to talk about the weather.
You can straight-out tell them what you’re having a hard time with. You aren’t trying to impress them. You can talk with gelato in your mouth.
I was honored to spend time with these friends Saturday night. We see each other in email inboxes and text messages and social media all the time, but nothing is better than an in-person laugh, a hug, and an “I love you,” on a Town Center street corner before you part ways.