Reunited (and it feels so good).

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

A couple of weeks back, my friend Tera came into town to visit. I was really, really excited to see her, but I was also just a wee bit nervous. Why? Well, because we hadn't seen one another in... eight years. EIGHT. How does that even happen? You see, Tera was a part of the group I went to Africa with and the bond we forged on that amazing trip was lifelong. Period. But... she had moved to Laguna Beach and gotten married, I had done whatever it is I've been doing and we drifted apart. It happens. We wish it didn't, but it does. So, we reconnected through (what else?) Facebook and before you knew it, that pretty little lady (not so little actually, she's 6 feel tall) hopped on a plane to Vegas to reunite.

This was us back in the day.

Um, what exactly was going on with our eyebrows?

In the weeks that have passed since Tera's visit, I've thought a lot about just what it is that makes her so special to me. First of all, there's zero pretense whatsoever. None. She is who she is and I looovve it. Second, this girl's excitement is just contagious. She was this way all those years ago and she's this way today. "Hey, Tera. Do you want to go downtown? Or maybe to Rain or to Ghostbar?" Her response is always the same, "YES!" This is the same girl who trekked miles and miles through a Botswana game park without a guide (not something I would suggest, fyi). Last, but not least, Tera may just be the best and easiest visitor I've ever had and I've had some fantastic guests. However, I was sick as a dog the day Tera arrived and didn't have the energy to do anything. Tera's response? "That's okay. I just want to see you!" Yeah right. She's a great liar and a great friend. When I dragged myself to her hotel, she ordered champagne and chocolate covered strawberries up to the room and we just lounged, laughed and caught up.

It's such a beautiful thing to be reunited with someone after years and years and just pick up exactly where you left off.

The next night I made a miraculous recovery and somehow stayed out until 5am. This is a feat even when I'm not getting over the flu, but that's Tera for you. She just makes things fun and before you know it, the sun's coming up and you're walking through an African game park with a herd of zebra following you.

The moral of this story? I love Tera. Wait, that isn't exactly a moral. Give me a second, give me just one second... I got it. True friendship isn't lessened by absence. It just waits - and sometimes waits and waits and waits - for you to meet again.

Oh, and one last thing. Don't eff with me when I have a fake tattoo on my face and Tera by my side. I hope this story doesn't make me sound like a whole lotta trouble, I promise I'm not, but downtown in the early hours of the morning, a girl refused to move as we were walking by. She actually said (loudly and rudely) as I tried to pass, "Nope, I'm not moving for you." Um, excuse me? So, I did what any self-respecting woman with a face tat would do. I smiled sweetly, picked her up, moved her out of the way and said thank you. In the most polite manner ever, I assure you (Mom). Weirdest. Thing. I'm not even remotely physically strong, but something came over me. Don't mess with a girl with a face tattoo and a friend who's 6 feet tall.


  1. Adorable! Glad you had a good time!

  2. I cracked up reading this. You are such a good writer! Thanks for a super fun weekend!

  3. wow, this sounds like it was so much fun. That is the beauty of facebook. Reconnecting with friends from the past is wonderful. If it wasn't for facebook who knows when we would ever have the chance to see friends from high school .. or just anyone from the past. Great post!!

  4. I love friends like this--no matter how much time passes, you can always connect like no time has passed at all.

  5. haha, you crack me up! she sounds wonderful:)

  6. Awwww how fun! Good to know about the tattoo lovebug...good to know. I will tread carefully.

  7. Nothing can equal the goodness of a true friend! My bestie is rolling into town this weekend!

  8. You did not! HAHA That is awesome. "Oh yes you will move for me!" Love it.