My friend Gwen and I have known each other since grade school when she and her family moved up from Florida. She lived about three or four miles from my house. We both lived out in the country and rode the same bus (bus number 11). Although I rode bus number 4 from my Grandma’s house on the other side of the lake more than bus number 11. I remember the first time I saw her. She had the most amazing thick curly hair I had ever seen. 😉
I don’t think we became really close friends until several years after we graduated high school and she was out of college. I was out in Montana most of the time so I sort of lost track of a lot of people and many things changed in my hometown. My parents’ divorce sent me spiraling as far away from Crivitz as I could get.
But somehow we reconnected during one of my breaks at home from Montana and I am so very glad we did. Gwen is one of my closest and dearest friends. I know without a doubt I can count on her and I hope she knows the same of me. She is what you see – a beautiful, dependable, trustworthy, super-talented and a wonderful friend and person. She is my calm. Whenever I spend a day with her, I feel peaceful, relaxed and re-energized.
Gwen is quiet, laid-back, nonjudgmental, kind, sensitive, caring, fiercely loyal and generous to a fault.
She is the friend who volunteered to drive all the way to Minneapolis with me on a whirlwind 10 hour roundtrip drive to meet one of my favorite authors, Louise Erdrich at a book signing she was having at her bookshop Birchbark Books. Gwen, AnneShirley and I left around one in the afternoon to make it to the book signing which was at five. We spent about an hour at Birchbark Books, met Louise Erdrich then hopped in the car and drove all the way home. We got home just before midnight. It was a fun, beautiful day and I owe a huge thanks to Gwen for taking that day to come with us. I don’t know that I would have gone on my own.
I could go on and on about Gwen. I could tell you about her zany, awesome sense of style, her unique imagination and view of things and how she and I both have a really bad addiction to new bags. She’s the one who got me hooked on WoW (World of Warcraft). She and our friend Brenda drove all the way out to Germantown, Maryland to visit Jess and me when we were stationed there. The first time I ever saw Footloose was at her house when were were kids. Last Christmas she made these white chocolate covered peppermint flavored and pink colored oreo cookies and called them Little Pink Poopies. I didn’t hear the name of the cookies until we got home and AnneShirley (my then four-year-0ld) asked Jess if he’d like a little pink poopy. Jess’ eyes were as big as saucers and I think his jaw hit the floor until I realized what she was talking about. I called Gwen and we had a good laugh about that. 😀
Bottom line, I’m ever so thankful for Gwen. I’m thankful that I get to be her friend and that we have her in our lives.
**This is part of 30 Days of Thanks created by my friend Amanda over at Me, my dogs, my life
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