This is the story I tell about Kim.
When I got pregnant for the first time, at 36, I called my friend Kim, whom I've known since 8th (?) grade.
Me: Well, I called to tell you I'm pregnant!
Kim: That's funny!
Me: thinking, That is an odd thing to say.
Kim: ... Me, too!
Our sons were born within 18 days of each other. When the boys were four months, we met up in LA, where she lives. I believe her reaction was, "Oh, my God!" It's true, Cosmo was a chunky baby, a "Christmas ham," as one of our neighbors said. "Magnificent," said my mother-in-law. I developed some impressive biceps carrying that boy around.
Her boy was regular-sized.
(The story is in the coincidence, not the comparison. I've just added details for interest.)
Now those sons are 18 and heading to college in the fall. The mothers will keenly feel their absence. All of our lives will change. Kim already has a dog, and I'm getting a puppy, god help me.
A talented painter and fiber artist, she'll now have more time to devote her art. In fact, she has set herself the challenge of doing a painting a day--evidence of which she's posting in her fabulous blog. She's already done five paintings since, yes, June 1.
Check it out here: http://kimzimart.blogspot.com/
So she has also challenged me to meet her blog-a-day. It's not about competition (anyway, I'm not a competitive person, despite my seeming baby-comparing), more about solidarity and encouragement. When a friend gives a shout-out in the name of art and the creativite process, one must answer the call.
Cheers.
Yes!! I was always amazed at how our boys would just fall right back into their friendship, even though they maybe saw each other twice a year. Ah, the universal language of the video game. As in so many things thanks for being my companion in the creative process.
ReplyDeleteFunny how the years go by...! Thanks for being a constant friend.
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