Short and sweet this week – I hope you have friendships like Emily and Sarah’s and I hope you value them as much as Emily does. I do, and I do, even if I don’t get around to saying it often enough.
Today’s pic is from Bjorn Rudberg.
Another Brick In The Wall
I hadn’t seen her for years; we’d dropped from inseparable to Christmas cards, to Facebook stalking. Then she called me up.
“Sarah, it’s Emily.”
I recognised her voice immediately. My brain flashed memories: the Boyzone concert, a shared bag of chips on the wall outside school, shared secrets and Forever Friends bracelets with half the heart each.
“I’m getting married,” she said. “I’d like you to be my bridesmaid.”
“Me?” I said, stunned.
“Babe, you got me through teenagehood and a crush on Keith Duffy. You are exactly who I need beside me on the biggest day of my life.”
27 responses to “Friday Fiction – Another Brick In The Wall”
I love this. It’s exactly what I did when I finally got engaged at age 37. On one’s wedding day, one wants to be surrounded by people who have walked through life with her, not new friends who don’t remember her adolescent fight with acne, her homesick college days or her “living by the skin of my teeth” young adult years. Time makes the friendship. Well written, my dear.
Good for you, MG, and I agree. New friends are fantastic, but there’s always a place in our hearts and lives for old friends too.
Jen, this was so mushy I almost got choked up. But enough about me. It really was a very heartwarming story and a good fit for the holiday–as proved by Marie Gail’s comment. Merry Christmas – Russell
Sorry Russell. I blame the muse! She’s obviously feeling sentimental for the season.
If ever you’ve written the perfect story, this is the one. I have a couple of friends in my life like Sarah. When I speak with them, it doesn’t matter how much time has passed. Beautifully done.
Shalom and Happy Christmas,
To me, the sign of a good friend is not how often you speak to or see them, it’s how easily you slot back in together when you do. I’ve got some friends in my life like Sarah, and others I’ve lost touch with and miss dearly. If any of them called me tomorrow, I’d happily go running.
Thank you for your kind words about the story as well as the sentiment.
What a sweet story of rekindled friendship. I think a good friend is not necessary the person you talk to every day, but the one who is there ready to take you in.. Very sweet tale.
A nice sentiment for Christmas, thoughtfully expressed. You’ve got to hand it to anyone who can get you over Keith Duffy … Merry Christmas to you and yours Jen.
You’ve got to worry about anyone who was into Keith Duffy in the first place – I needed a one-word band and an embarrassing crush though, so he was perfect for Sarah!
I chose a different Rock quote as a title, but as usual, your story is much sweeter than mine. Lovely tale. 🙂
I’ll be over to check it out after Christmas dies down…
I had to google Keith Duffy to remember who he was. It’s been a while 🙂
great story. incredibly believable.
Some friends are like that… just… friends ! Time, distance, or melee of life – none can put a dent on em ! – loved it !!
This story is so sweet.. remembered my friends too.. and best line was ‘from inseparable to Christmas cards, to Facebook stalking’
Thanks! It’s funny how Facebook stalking has become the modern equivalent of “only in contact at Christmas” – i don’t know if it’s better or worse, but either way always nice to reconnect properly.
loved it…brought tears to my eyes…
I love how you’ve put this together – the loosening of the friendship ties and then the reunion at the end. So good.
Wow – what a reunion that will be!
This came full circle in such a delightful way. I have a friend exactly like this. She’s far away, but when we meet the words roll out – we never miss a beat.
The best kind. Those of us who have those friends know it’s not time together or proximity that makes a friendship
It’s often surprising the things that spark strong memories.
You are a lucky lady and a stellar writer. I look forward to reading your work every week because of the heart and love and reality you infuse your pieces with. Beautiful.
I know this love extends to your family and friends in real life and I smile when I think of the wonderful experiences they will have with you in their lives.
Happy holidays to you too, Doug! Sorry it’s taken me so long to reply – a friend of mine would say I’d been “distracted by the important things” 😉
I’ve said it before, but your comment reminds me: I’ve always found there is enough emotion, drama and interest in real life stories to keep me from straying into the fantasy realms for my writing. This isn’t a true story for me, but could well be and probably is for others. Thank you for feeling that honesty in it, and my other writings and all the best for 2015!
That’s a lovely story of enduring friendship. I have friends I barely see, but when I do it’s like the break of years never happened. I’m sure it’ll be just like that for these two!
I think so too – friendship is about so much more than the number of hours we get to spend together.
Jen, Lovely story of true friendship. Well done. Happy Holidays! 🙂 — Suzanne