My dad's birthday was earlier this month, so while everyone else was out, I had the job of answering our home phone. I don't usually pay any attention to the home phone because no one calls me there. But this particular day I did and what I saw was an area code from Baptist Country.
Even though I knew the call wasn't for me, I got excited. Talking on the phone to someone in that state made me feel closer to my college friends. It was the wife of one of my dad's college buddies calling to wish Dad a happy birthday.
A few hours later we received another call from Baptist Country. This time it was the husband of the woman who called earlier. I answered the phone and passed it on to the Birthday Boy.
Even though he went into the other room, I could still hear their bantering, the inside jokes and stories that never get old, and the gut-busting laughter. I couldn't help but smile. Even though their relationship has been mostly limited to an annual dinner (thanks to having a daughter in the area... wait, that was me) and birthday phone calls, my dad and Mark still have a friendship.
That brought me an amazing amount of encouragement to know that even when we're not seeing each other every day, my college friends and I can still joke around, retell stories, and (yes, even) sass each other. While the miles between us will change, our friendship will remain the same.
PS: College friends who thought they were finally free of me and my sassy, sanitary self... so sorry!