Auld Lang Syne

An impromtu and blessedly sweet gathering of dear girlfriends a few weeks ago turned into a ‘high school reunion’ of sorts; a fête for old friendship and old times, as we realized how quickly time had flown since we’d all been together in those homeschool days gone by. Our guest of honor, the returning comrade whose visit we were celebrating in the first place, walked in looking tall and gorgeous, with her old beautiful smile for everyone and an armload of roses for me, at which I shrieked and fell upon with delight–at least 30 in every shade, yellow, red, pink, orange and white!

 

It was such a precious evening, a moment on loan from our happy girlhood. We shared love stories and children’s names and wedding pictures. We laughed over adventures and exploits and even cried a little. And when everyone left, nearly six hours later, I was exhausted but elated. Cleaning up and setting the rooms to rights, snuffing the candles and laying out the dried silver on the dining room table, my mind was a happy jumble of sweet conversations and kindled memories. How blessed I am to have had such companions on the Golden Road…

Once upon a time we all walked on the Golden Road. It was a fair highway, through the Land of Lost Delight; shadow and sunshine were blessedly mingled, and every turn and dip revealed a fresh charm and a new loveliness to eager hearts and unspoiled eyes.

On that road we heard the song of morning stars; we drank in fragrances aerial and sweet as a May mist; we were rich in gossamer fancies and iris hopes; our hearts sought, and found, the boon of dreams; the years waited beyond and they were very fair; life was a rose-lipped comrade with purple flowers dripping from her fingers…

Forward from The Golden Road by Lucy Maud Montgomery   

4 Responses to “Auld Lang Syne”

  1. Isn’t it lovely to get together with old friends – the years melt away and you feel like a girl again.

    Wishing you all the joys of friendship – old and new.

  2. Wendy says:

    “Happy is the house that shelters a friend! It might well be built, like a festal bower or arch, to entertain him a single day. Happier, if he know the solemnity of that relation, and honor its law!” Ralph Waldo Emmerson
    (what a precious group – hugs to all)

  3. Jessica says:

    Sister-friends (a name I stole from one of your entries!)…how dear they are….andThe Golden Road, that’s such a wonderful book!

  4. Heather says:

    What fun, Lanier! It’s so wonderful to keep up with old friends. I love the saying, “Make new friends, but keep the old. One is silver and the other gold.”

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