A few weeks ago I realized that I work with the husband of one of my college friends. It was just another example of how small Des Moines can be. I e mailed him to get her e mail address, we made plans, and tonight we met for dinner.
Kristel and I hadn't had dinner together since we lived in the Alpha Xi Delta house together. That was in 1997. Over a decade ago. Before Bush. Before 9/11. Before we were grown ups. We had a lot to catch up on. We talked about what had been going on in our lives. We talked about what our friends from the house have been doing. It was nice to get caught up.
Getting caught up with Kristel got me thinking about my other friends from the house. I have lost touch with most of my college friends, but I am lucky enough to maintain close contact with two of them. I talk to Lauren about once a week, and Kirsten about every other week. Tonight I called them after dinner to fill them in on what has been going on with Kristel. The conversations spiraled into long talks about our summers. It reminded me of sitting around the house talking about what we were doing after finals. Only better, because being a grown up is much more fun than being in college.