Thank you for being a friend.
Travel down the road and back again.
Your heart is true, you’re a pal and a confidant.
And if you threw a party, invited everyone you knew.
You would see the biggest gift would be from me
and the card attached would say,
thank you for being a friend.
– Golden Girls
I find myself really missing my friend Megan this week.
It’s not her birthday.
Maybe it’s because we graduated from the UW together 19 years ago this weekend in May.
Maybe it’s because Mother’s Day is on Sunday.
Maybe it’s because it’s warm outside and the sky is blue.
I don’t know. I just really miss her.
Toward the end of her life, a best friend of hers asked Megan’s family and friends to write a note to her two boys about their mom. Megan got to read these sentiments before she passed.
I thought, and still think, it’s a really cool idea.
Here’s mine. It tells you why I love Megan and I want to share it with you.
The first time I met your mom, we were in the language lab at the UW. I knew right away that we would be friends. We stood in the room with a French language learning video playing on the mini t.v. monitors, and talked. I don’t know what we talked about, but we connected then and have ever since we were 19 years old.
We can talk anywhere about anything. always.
How do I know your mom? We met in French class our sophomore year at the UW, studied our junior year in Aix-en-Provence, France, and lived together senior year of college on Broom Street. This was the start of our friendship and we have been friends for 20 years. She is one of my best friends.
Boys, I want to share with you What I Love About Your Mom
Your mom knows that life is full of little moments and she lives in them.
Your mom inspires me (and everyone she knows) to explore and find adventure.everyday.
She loves to travel.
Your mom isn’t afraid to try something new and set foot on unchartered and less traveled roads.
Your mom is bold.
I love to talk to your mom and spend time with her. This is because she is smart, fun, cool, and up to try new things. It’s because she says funny things and always makes me laugh and think.
Your mom and I share a love of reading, traveling, listening to music, going to concerts, laughing, learning, exploring, eating good food, speaking French, running, taking pictures, drinking beer, watching indie and foreign movies, telling stories, and talking.
If you want to know about what I love about your mom, first, try these things: Have a juicy burger, fries, and a Bloodie at the Plaza while hanging with friends, enjoy a fancy meal with people you love at Sardine in Madison, listen to the Rebirth of Cool, see at show at the Majestic, drink a beer while studying on Memorial Union terrace, eat a slice of pizza at Pizza Capri in Aix, stand in front of the ocean at the Cape, go to a foreign film festival, live somewhere new and unknown, set a goal – be in school or life – and meet it head on.
If you do these things (and so many more), you are with your mom and will know why I love her.
Boys, I love your mom and know that family and friends are most important to her. She loves your dad and the two of you to the moon and back.