Friends

GO-0808By Georgia Osten
They’re a dime a dozen – NOT!!! I can count my good friends on one hand, no, probably less than one hand. I don’t mean the ones you see at the Poker Run, the ones you haven’t seen since this time last year, the ones you casually hug “how you doing?” and so on. And, I don’t mean the ones you see once a month at Bunko or each Sunday at church. What I mean is the ones you may not see for a long time, maybe months, but you’ve done everything with them, you’ve laughed, you’ve cried, you’ve spent hours on end with them driving in the car or shopping endless hours. You’ve gone for a month or two, you meet up and you’re instantly best friends again. You look them deep in the eyes and you can feel their pain or their delight. No matter how much time has gone by, you pick up right where you left off, knowing the other like an old pair of broken-in shoes.

Not to be too gushy Sweetie, but here’s to you, my good ol’ pair of broken-in shoes, it’s always a pleasure to hang with you!
[8-7-2017]

GO’s Sand Bucket is only one beach bum’s journal of life at the beach, probably something each of you can relate to. Please feel free to email me with your thoughts, visions and/or feelings of just exactly what the beach means to you. Email: [email protected]

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