Today is Veterans Day and so it’s most appropriate that this evening a group of ten woman will gather on a gorgeous autumn weekend in Pennsylvania for some much-needed fellowship and frivolity. You see, we come from all walks of life and we live in cities scattered across this country, but our link to each other is that we were all military spouses.
Our common link is that our husbands were B-1 crew members at some point in their military careers.
Our enduring link is our love for each other.
Think what you may about social media but Facebook is what brought us all back in touch on a regular basis. Emails and then smartphones gave us instant access to each other. Long ago friendships forged through toddler rearing, military exercises and Bunco nights were rekindled and then one day the Sisterhood of the Traveling Tiaras was born.
We’ve been an “item” ever since.
Does a color remind you of someone in your life? Purple is my mom; she loved irises and lilacs and had a purple bedroom. Pink represents a sparkling and embracing group of friends in my life who wear tiaras. Blue is my sister Jeanne, who loves the ocean.
But orange is Kristi, a dear friend who graduated from Oklahoma State University.
I seldom see her without orange somewhere on her person and as a result, I can’t see the color orange without thinking of her and smiling.
What a beautiful color it is.
And what a nice thing, to be reminded of a friend, whenever I see it.
A companion can take many forms. Often the experiences in our lives are enriched when a companion is involved. Many times a companion makes difficult moments more bearable.
Since receiving this challenge last week I’ve become a voyeur of sorts while I’ve been traveling in Europe. These are the stolen moments I’ve recorded with my camera:
A companion can be a stranger or a best friend. Oftentimes one leads to the other and we end up with a lifelong friend, a companion we can count on, always.
This has been my companion for the past ten days on the second half of my European trip. We’re both military spouses so complete chance brought us together. Initially companionship made us friends but our friendship has evolved because of shared experiences, joys and sorrows.
This week we’re visiting my sister at a convent in Switzerland but we’re really only kidding when we ask if they’re accepting novices. We’d both miss the guys who brought us together in the first place, our companions in marriage.