Twenty-four years ago in Clemson, South Carolina, we were sorority sisters and roommates. We studied hard, played hard, laughed hard, cried hard. I did a lot of growing up with these ladies, as well as made some mistakes. Despite the fact that we rarely ever get together anymore, as our husbands, jobs, and children have us pulled in different directions, they remain some of my closest friends.
Beth lives in Decatur, not twenty minutes from me, with her college sweetheart and two boys, Zach and Alex (who were manning the cameras). Renvy lives in Charlotte with her husband Julian, and was passing through. So we met for lunch at Beth's house and caught up for a few hours. Missing from our reunion were our other roommates from our Clemson days--Sandy, Sam, Lee, and Juleen.
Hannah went with me, as they had never met her before and the big kids (aka, babysitters) were sleeping off the lock-in. She chatted with me all the way to Decatur, all the way up the sidewalk to Beth's house, as we waited for her to come to the door. As soon as the door opened, she became mute, and didn't say two words the whole time we were there (except to whisper to me that she had to go to the bathroom--which she did a total of 12 times--no kidding) As soon as we got back in the car, she started up again, talking about the boys, the visit, the flowers, the cars we were passing, singing, laughing, and generally being the sweet little chatterbox that she usually is!