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June 16, 2012

Is 35 too old to be claiming a best friend? What about several? It’s not like I still wear one of those heart broken in two best-friends necklaces or anything. There’s a good reason for that, though. I have several best friends.
It sounds hokey, I’m sure. I really do, though. I have a group of best friends. We call ourselves The Posse. Before you make fun of the name, just know that we didn’t come up with it. The origin is debatable, but the version I remember most is that an ex-boyfriend of mine called us that. He wasn’t always being nice, but the name stuck.
Our numbers vary from time to time, but we have a core group that’s always been. Several of us go all the way back to elementary school, and all of us went to the same college (Go Dawgs!). We even survived living together.
We have had our arguments. So-called Bitch Fights. Most of the time no one ever remembers how they start, but they happen. I think we used to have a video of one. It was on spring break our sophomore year in college. We were in Fort Lauderdale, and exhaustion, beer, and spending too much time together all exploded in our faces. In typical fashion, I can’t recall what it was about (sure, blame the beer if you’d like), but I’ll bet I had something to do with starting it. Someone eventually walks (storms) away or starts laughing. Fight over.
We’ve been through just about everything together: (d)eaths, car accidents, weddings, babies (not really together, but whatever), vacations, bachelorette parties, a liver transplant, arguments, making up, and laughter.
Oh, the laughter. We’re damn funny. I think we’re the best at being funny. The humor is usually at the expense of someone else, but we can all take it. Ashley takes it the most, but it’s self-imposed. She never remembers anything. Even if you show her a picture of her at XY location, she will argue her presence. Her lack of memory is especially hilarious when Colleen tells stories. She tells long stories, and I’m certain that Ashley doesn’t remember any of them.
I could list of my favorite things about every one of them. I’m sure they will tell you how I drive them crazy. It’s all good though. No one gets away with anything. Ok, there are things worth forgetting, like a missed call, a bad attitude, or a snide remark. Crappy behavior isn’t overlooked. We hold each other accountable, and we hold each other close.
There are quite a few people in Augusta who mean the world to me. I rely on them on a daily basis. I hope that none of them will be offended when I say that The Posse is the bee’s knees.
I realize that we have something unusual. We’re so close it’s sometimes scary. We stretch as far as London, but we see each other more often than you’d think. We talk often, and even if we don’t, there aren’t many secrets. This week, most of us are going to Mexico together. Sorry to bring up the trip again, but honestly I’ve practically checked out already.
If I could give one bit of advice to everyone who all the girls who just graduated from college, and even those that are home for the summer, it’d be this: keep in touch with your high school friends. Believe it or not, the little you seemingly have in common now will be the glue that bonds you later. Sure, you’ll make new friends in college, and they will be important, too, but the friends that have 20+ years on you will be there first ones there when you need help or advice. Trust me on this. A rough estimate says that The Posse has something like 150 years of combined friendship experience. Not bad at all. My rough estimate says that we have many, many more to go.
I’ll take the good, the bad, and the ugly, because that means I’m stuck with them. If I’m stuck with them, they’re stuck with me. After this long, it’s not easy to actually get rid of any of you (or, more importantly, you can’t get rid of me). I look forward to more vacations, jugs of wine, lifting our jugs, and, laughing for many, many more years to come.

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3 Comments leave one →
  1. Tami permalink
    June 17, 2012 10:06 am

    Beautiful love letter to the Posse. I do think that is unusual, it’s special. Not everyone has that particular gift, but I am also lucky to say the same about my BFFs. The closeness is almost scary and they are some of the people I most treasure.

  2. Elizabeth Norris permalink
    June 18, 2012 6:53 pm

    my perky jugs don’t need any lifting THANK YOU very much. 🙂

    loved this one, Jenny. had the best time with all of The Posse in Mexico!

  3. Courtney permalink
    June 20, 2012 10:05 am

    Great article 🙂 And, SO true about holding onto those friendships. While I have several very close, very dear friends from elementary, middle and high school, my “posse” is from college. Immediately after college, we were scattered all over the country, years before Facebook, and still made the effort to stay close. Recently, the last of the west coasters made the move back to ATL, so at least we’re all on Eastern time again 😉 There is no doubt in my mind that we will continue to do our girls trips every year. And, we will continue to be there for each other through the good and the bad, as we have for the last 15 years or so. We like to say that we’re better than being sisters, because we actually CHOOSE to be in each others’ lives 🙂

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