Summer Sadness

I knew it would hit this summer.  Just how much I miss my friend, Emily.  You all already know that her husband got some hoity toity job in Washington DC, so they left us!  They moved in January?  February?  It's kind of a blur.  My family was sooooo sick at the time.  Plus, I was just really busy.  And even though I knew it would be horrible for her to leave, somehow I knew summer would be so much worse.

You have to understand that Emily's husband (Tom) and my husband have been best friends since they were preschoolers.  So when we started dating the boys, it was imperative that she and I got along.  And we did more than get along.  We became family.  I even dare say that she and I are closer than Todd and Tom!  Emily and I are the kind of friends that could walk into eachother's house, open the fridge and help ourselves!  The kind of friend you can totally poop in front of while giving birth and not even care.  True story, but I won't tell you which one of us it was!  Ok.  It was me.  Aint no shame.  (Sorry, Hil!  I know you hate the P word!)

(This was my first birth without my real sister, so I definitely needed Em there! 

Let's pretend I look cuter after I give birth...)

For the past 5 summers I have done EVERYTHING with Emily.  Trips to the zoo, picnics at the park, swimming, running through the downtown fountain.  And here I am less than 2 weeks into summer vacation, and I feel so lost.  The days are dragging.  I took my kids to the park the other day and I was the ONLY mom there alone.  It sucked!

I have put off writing this post because I don't want any of my other friends to feel like I don't value them.  So I just need to point out that I LOVE all of my friends, and am SO thankful for an awesome group of friends.  But having Emily move is comparable to having a sister move.  It's just a different relationship.  It was so hard, I couldn't even bring myself to take a picture of us their last night in town.  We are so close that I actually had people checking in with me to make sure I was going to be ok without her.  Did it make me feel like a loser?  Yes.  But it just goes to show how great of a friend she is to me.


Did you know that I lived in the same house from age 6 until the day I got married?  Well, I totally did!  I am a homebody, and I want all the people I love to be, too.  I really thought that I would move somewhere to raise my family, and stay there forever.  And while I am pretty committed to that, I am learning that most people aren't.  So many of my friends have just moved, and I am realizing that most of my relationships will have some sort of expiration date.

I only have one real regret from high school.  Not putting enough effort into my friendships.  (OK, 2 regrets.  I probably cared a little too much about having a boyfriend...)  :)  Anyways, I was so super disciplined back then that I would literally skip a sleepover because I didn't want to tire my voice.  And while my goals and ambitions may have kept me out of trouble, they also kept me from having alot of fun with these awesome girls.

But then one day, Lauralee (who I don't think I said a word to in high school) moved to Boise and became an amazing friend!  I can't believe her two years are already up.  So not cool.  It was great to have a second chance to be her friend.  Good luck in Arizona!

My book club girls.  Our last night with all 5 couples.  Good luck Jeff and Melissa!  I fully expect you to move back to Boise when your residency is over!  (PS, could we be a cuter group of brunettes?)

So there it is.  My pity party.  I hate when people move.  I am coming down with some serious abandonment issues.  So if you are my friend and live in Boise, don't even think about leaving!  I need you!