Diane and I got to know each other over the last three years while sharing a cul-de-sac and more than a few margaritas in a suburb of Charlotte, NC. For the record, Diane makes an incredible margarita! We were both transplants to NC, me from upstate NY and her from VT. We were both a little lost and looking for some roots; we found in each other a safe place to vent, cry or laugh.
On the day I moved in, Diane showed up at my front door with a plate of homemade chocolate chip cookies. The cookies were warm from the oven. I was so impressed – people still did this? I always think about doing those thoughtful kinds of things, they just never seem to get done. I was in the middle of unpacking so I didn’t really have a chance to chat but I was grateful for the gesture. It took a little while for us to actually connect after that initial meeting, but once we made the effort we quickly realized this friendship was a keeper. Our visits became daily and our conversations more personal.
As we got to know each other, it quickly became apparent that we were very different. I am a bit opinionated, and often speak before I really think through the ramifications of what I am saying. I have been known to offend people, particularly republicans. I can be short tempered, but, in my own defense, I rarely hold a grudge. I embarrass my kids on a regular basis, and enjoy doing so. Diane, bless her heart , is more of a pleaser. She wants people to like her. Diane is also kind and goes out of her way to make the people around her feel special. She thinks going to the South Park mall (a very hoity toity place) is a special outing; I would rather poke myself in the eye. Diane loves to dress up, I prefer sweats. For all of our differences, we get each other. We laugh a lot. We laugh at things that other people might not find funny, but more than that, when we are together we laugh at things we might not laugh at when we are alone.
For three years we talked about starting up some kind of business. We considered everything, but never seemed to act on anything. We let our fears ground us. Then the news came, my husband had been promoted and we were moving back to NY. Diane and I were devastated. Ironically, it was the separation that finally gave us the kick we needed to get up and get going. It is only now; from a great distance that Diane and I are finally motivated to try to do something. This poor blog carries a huge weight! Our short term goal is to be productive and generate enough traffic that we will be able to justify a biannual ‘business meeting’- at the beach with a margarita! Our long term goal is to own our own channel, with all our own programming, on cable!!
“Faith is taking the first step even when you don’t see the whole staircase.”
Martin Luther King