Old Friends

I chatted with an old friend from WKU tonight.  I’m learning to trust my instincts.  She is just as real and just as blunt as ever.   Those are the ones that you can talk to after 25 years like it was yesterday.  They are so few, but such treasures.  Some people you can know for years or a lifetime and not really know them.  As a parent do we ever really know our kids?  Do we really want to?  Maybe as adults?  Time will tell.  Getting information out of a teenager is almost impossible when they don’t want to give it, but then there are moments when they decide that they want to talk.  I just hope I realize how few those moments are and give her my full attention.  It’s usually pretty important.  I might not realize why right then but usually figure it out later.  If I’m lucky.  If I’m really lucky there will be those moments for as long as we live.