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Beat stress, act like a kid

Posted Tuesday, May 31, 2011, at 12:09 PM

Have you ever had those times in your lives where you think that you are losing your minds and that one day you may just break? Me too...I did however experience a brief reprieve from my hectic life, thanks to a couple of friends.

This therapy of sorts didn't come with much of a price tag other than the cost of gas, the tally of a bite to eat and a few stops in a few shops. We all have friends that we consider good friends even though our only contact is through email or Facebook. It has been 20 years since the three of us had been in the same room and that was at our 10 year high school reunion. We used to at least talk to each other every day while walking the halls of Washington High School, and scooping the loop in our hometown of Cherokee, never imagining 20 years wou ld someday pass without us hanging out.

Two of us live about 50 miles apart, the other calls Wisconsin home. It all began as a conversation on Facebook, searching for a day where we could get together and get reacquainted. Little did we know that once we got over the shock that we all have aged gracefully and that none of us have changed much at all... it was like not any time had passed, we were the same girls as were all of those years ago.

It was a rainy day, yet the raindrops didn't dampen our spirits nor did it stop us from walking Main Street just as we had while growing up. The hangouts we rememembered are now specialty shops, but the places still held a bit of the familiarity and reminded us of when we had no worries other than what we were gong to do over the weekends.

We laughed about our teenaged antics, looked over some past reunion photos, tried to recognize those that we called classmates all those years ago. At one point, in one of the newer businesses in town, we suddenly found ourselves conversing in the present - our experiences with menopause. Yep in the middle of the afternoon in the middle of a public place, the three of us accompanied by the shop's owner were talking about hot flashes, and the relief remedies that are on the market. At that point I knew that I was in the right place at the right time. Nothing better than to talk about things with others that know what you are talking about, and all the better with those that know a lot about you anyway.

All in all, this is just what the doctor would have ordered. I left my friends, with a feeling of contentment. I realized that even though we may look older and we are indeed dealing with the aging trials that we all do, spending time with those who share our history, conversation, remembering a time that was fun and important, is the best stress therapy money can buy. Go ahead, make that lunch appointment and act like kids again.



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