One of the nice things about having a small circle of friends is how we can get together and have it feel like almost no time has passed. This last weekend after getting to visit my son on Saturday, I made the drive down to Denver to meet up with some folks I hadn’t seen in a long time.
My friend Jamie and I have known each other since 1993, when we met on a bus trip across the USA with 40 other kids between the ages of 15 and 17. We have lost touch and reconnected a number of times, but we always get along great. We had an impromptu invasion of a mutual friend’s apartment because his building has a hot tub and anybody who knows me knows that I am a sucker for sitting around in hot water until I turn into a prune.
We chatted until much too late in the evening. Our dogs got to play together, and have always gotten along like a house on fire. Both girls have had hard beginnings and I like to think that they help each other out.
The next day we met up with my other friend Tiffani. Tiff and I grew up together but weren’t really close until recent years. We have known each other since probably the first grade though and I’m grateful she puts up with my shit after all this time. Her daughter was doing a meetup with some friends and on a rare occurence, they were in the area.
She and Jamie have been Facebook friends for a while (through me), but this was the first time they met in person. We got to hang out around the Furry meetup at Fuzzy’s Tacos, which I haven’t seen such a positive experience in a long time. Just because it might not be your thing, just know that the kids involved were having a lot of fun.
I have to say that I had a great time the whole trip, and I was excited that everyone got along so well and it was easy for all three of us to just hang out like we’d known each other for a hundred years. I can’t wait to do it again!
At one point, we stopped to talk to some nice older ladies who wanted to pet Penny. They informed me that I looked exactly like a man that they knew. It’s always weird finding out you have a doppleganger out there in the world.
I have to say that sometimes adulting is hard. It’s not like how things were in youth, where everyone could just get together and hang out or shut down a Village Inn or a favorite neighborhood bar. Everyone has their messy schedules and work and kids and responsibilities. Coordinating that stuff is nearly imposible sometimes. The three of us live many hours apart from each other too, which makes it even more difficult. But I know that it was so good to see everyone that I plan on doing better and making plans in the future.
A cold wind that smelled of feedlots and ice swept down in the late afternoon and the three of us went our separate ways. Penny and I had the drive home through Ft. Collins, and I couldn’t resist stopping to take some pictures of the lights of Old Town. Being Sunday evening, everything was closed and the cold weather had most people inside where it was warm.
As always, I do a lot of soul searching as I drove back home over Poudre Canyon and Cameron Pass. I was just about the only car on the road. I thought about how over the years my friends and I have had our differences. We’ve taken different paths sometimes. We’ve been through hardships. We’ve drifted and come together time and time again. We’ve had our disagreements, but it always feels like we have each other’s backs. I was grateful that two stars in my sky got to meet for the first time and hopefully there will be more times after this.
The world gets a little small sometimes when you get older. We fall into old habits. We get lost in the weeds of our toil. This weekend was exactly what I needed. I hope they had as much fun as I did.