Meeting an Old Friend

Today I am going out to lunch with my friend who I have not seen for 20 years. Yep, 20 years. We graduated from high school together and reconnected on Facebook. I was supposed to see her at my 20th reunion this year, but was running my first half marathon and that came first. (imagine that?) So, long story short we are having lunch. I am excited, nervous, feeling kind of weird, but we were good friends. You know the eat lunch together type, sleep at houses type. I am sure that it will come naturally. I honestly have never done this before met up with somebody after such a long time. I definitely get caught in my moment. My father was in the Navy and we moved every three years until we got to high school. I would make friends and then have to leave, but I never minded. Sometimes moving is good. You can start over again. When people move from Amherst I definitely get jealous sometimes. Wouldn't it be nice to move somewhere different, somewhere warm where I could wear my skirt year round, where there is no snow, and no town politics? I don't know? I have lived in my house for 12 years, my kids were born in this town, my husband grew up in this town and I love my friends. So...hmm...no I think that I will stay put for now, but...it never hurts to go online and look at houses in California, right?