In the guise of arranged playdates for our children, we get to visit. A weekly rendezvous at the new McDonald's playland or Begonias Park in Canyon Country sometimes leads to coffee or a stop at Wal-Mart. Now that our children are transportable we can be together. We can't quite get a conversation finished along with dinner out and feel too guilty parking them in front of a video at our respective homes. But we are seeing a light at the end of the tunnel.
Friendship changes over the years.
From silly make-up to weddings and births it all seems to fit rather nicely. Luckily for Kim and me the things we really have in common haven't changed much. Kind of like a good marriage, it's all about shared experiences and interests. I think that our friendship has endured, and responded well, to change. As we caravaned over to the park today, Kim driving much faster, me swerving to hand things to the back seat, we arrived together.