roller skating

when i was young, my best friend, e, lived directly across the street from me.  during summer vacation, we  pretty much spent every waking moment together.  the only questions we had to answer were whether to play at my house or hers and whether to play inside or outside.  these may seem like simple questions, but to eight-year-olds, it would often take us hours to come to a decision.

one summer morning, e called me to see if i wanted to come over and play.  i told her to hold on while i went to ask my mother for permission.  somewhere along the way from the phone to my mother, i got distracted.  i totally forgot about e, the phone, her request, everything.  instead, i went into my room, put on my red and white roller skates and went outside.

e was such a good friend that she continued to wait for me on the phone.  a good half hour must have gone by and finally e’s sister asked e what she was doing on the phone.  e explained that she was waiting to hear if i could come over to play, to which her sister responded, “heather’s outside roller skating.”

like only a best friend could do, e hung up the phone, put on her skates, and joined me outside without a word.

i miss that kind of friendship.

Tags: roller skating, friendship