Bunco

I have known one of my best friends since the 7th grade. We were very close through highschool, all the way into our late 20’s. We shared life’s joys and it’s pains. She was there for me through the illness of my mom and the deaths of both my parents. I supported her when her family’s home burnt down. We traveled together and just had a wonderful time being friends. “E” had a much larger friend pool, however. No surprise there since she is one of the most genuine people I know, but she is also so down to earth and makes everyone laugh, a lot! “E” was always wonderful and included me in her plans with others. Sometimes I participated and sometimes I held back. I knew most of her friends from high school but we traveled in different circles. Funny how something silly as social circles can prevent you from seeing the beauty and uniqueness in people. After my family and I moved 14 years ago, “E” and I never lost our bond but saw each other less frequently. Our friendship is engrained in my soul and I never considered her a lost friend. So recently, a mutual, wonderful friend hosted Bunco. I was invited and I said “Yes”. How wonderful for me? I got to spend the evening with 11 other funny, genuine women. We all have similar backgrounds but they each had their own senses of humor and perspective on life. The evening wasn’t really about the game but about sharing life’s stories, discussing life’s event and just enjoying being together. I really enjoyed the time I shared with each woman. I was fully present and was truly able to see the light in each of them. The evening was real. The women were real. Their concerns were real. The discussions were more than just surface chatter, they had “meat” to them. Bunco was an afterthought. Friends connecting was the main motivation for the evening. I am most thankful for my time with them and for my lifelong friend.