{"id":2738,"date":"2012-03-08T18:31:35","date_gmt":"2012-03-08T23:31:35","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/?p=2738"},"modified":"2012-03-09T10:19:18","modified_gmt":"2012-03-09T15:19:18","slug":"30-years","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/?p=2738","title":{"rendered":"30 Years!"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><em><strong>I had a wonderful time in Florida. \u00a0<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"aligncenter size-large wp-image-2740\" title=\"DSC_8697\" src=\"http:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/03\/DSC_8697-1024x900.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"640\" height=\"562\" srcset=\"http:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/03\/DSC_8697-1024x900.jpg 1024w, http:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/03\/DSC_8697-300x263.jpg 300w, http:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/03\/DSC_8697.jpg 1899w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 640px) 100vw, 640px\" \/><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Every time I go back, I am always reminded how much I love it there. \u00a0I love palm trees. They are just so relaxing to look at. \u00a0They exude warmth and welcome. \u00a0I love the warmth and the blue waters. \u00a0Of course I do not like the intense heat that they have in the summers but &#8230; I love Florida. \u00a0Did you know that I lived in Florida for three years? \u00a0They were happy years for me. \u00a0My happiest memories as a child were there. \u00a0I had a best friend that I still have contact with and have the best memories with her and my cousins.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Then we moved. \u00a0I learned what loneliness and being on the outside meant. \u00a0Oh well&#8230; it made me so much more empathic to others. \ud83d\ude42 \u00a0At my writers workshop, \u00a0I had a great time. \u00a0I meant lots of fabulous ladies whose creativity astounded me. \u00a0Many of them were working on fiction&#8230; and their imagination was quite impressive.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">If the time away, as well as the writer&#8217;s workshop wasn&#8217;t enough, my girlfriend drove the 2.5 hours from Orlando to spend time with me. \u00a0This was the icing on the cake. \u00a0Do you have a friend that you can just pick up as if yesterday didn&#8217;t go by? That you can talk non stop with &#8230; and sleeping seems to just get in the way?<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">My girlfriend and I were working on her passport application and I was filling out the information to be her guarantee. <em>\u00a0&#8220;How long have you know this person?&#8221; \u00a0<\/em>it asked. Well, high school started in 1982, which made the answer 30 years. \u00a0Then we both paused. \u00a0That&#8217;s not right. \u00a0SO out came the piece of paper and pen, then came the math&#8230; if it&#8217;s 2012-1982= it really does equal 30 years! \u00a0It was kind of a moment&#8230; you know the kind that is bittersweet? \u00a0How sweet is it that I have known someone thirty years? \u00a0That&#8217;s a long time. \u00a0Then again, 30 years? \u00a0It was a realization that we are middle age and old. \u00a0That didn&#8217;t really sit well.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Yet this is my friend that can get on the phone and instantly &#8220;feel&#8221; me.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">It does bug me some times. \u00a0She&#8217;ll say &#8220;hi&#8221; and then &#8220;what&#8217;s wrong?&#8221; \u00a0I hate that when there is something wrong she can feel it or hear it. \u00a0\u00a0We&#8217;ve been through the highs of first kisses, of puppy love, of heart break, of seeking the &#8216;happily ever after,&#8217; of disappointments and the highs and lows that life likes to toss our way. \u00a0Our friendship has suffered it&#8217;s rough spots too. \u00a0Yet through it all, we have this incredible history. \u00a0Sure there are lots of people that I could say that I&#8217;ve known for thirty years but most don&#8217;t share and open up like we do.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">What I miss is the really openness that most don&#8217;t know how to do or are scared to do. \u00a0You know, when nothing is off limits. \u00a0That&#8217;s real openness. \u00a0That&#8217;s when you can say &#8220;It&#8217;s real.&#8221; \u00a0I need that. \u00a0I need to be able to ask the &#8216;personal questions&#8217; because that&#8217;s how I can know you. \u00a0The real you. \u00a0Too many of us hide that.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">So while I hate the term &#8220;best friend&#8221; I realize that if you have one of those&#8230; a bestie in today&#8217;s cool lingo&#8230; you are extra blessed. \u00a0A bestie is someone that knows the inside of you as well as the outside. \u00a0Sanj is my best friend &#8230; in my everyday world. \u00a0I love that he is my friend as well as my husband. \u00a0I enjoy his company so much. \u00a0I love telling him my deep, dark secrets. \u00a0I am so glad that he is in my every day life. \u00a0Yet I am glad that I have a best of girl friend that I can tell anything to.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">So, I was nourished&#8230; my soul. \u00a0I learned so much from my writer&#8217;s workshop. \u00a0Now I am eager to put it into actions. \u00a0A little scary. \u00a0My spirit was nourished by spending girl time. \u00a0I got very little sleep. \u00a0Yet sometimes sleep is overrated. \u00a0lol<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">I was sad to say adios to the beautiful palm trees that really do relax me in the deepest of places. \u00a0I came home to an immediate level of stress&#8230; and it seems like I was never gone.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I had a wonderful time in Florida. \u00a0 Every time I go back, I am always reminded how much I love it there. \u00a0I love palm trees. 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