Saturday, June 27, 2009
When Aren was about five years old he learned about imaginary friends. It only took him about five minutes to decide they weren't worth much. I remember him walking into the room and announcing that he had a new friend and pointing to his left where nothing stood, he introduced us to "Mario". Rick and I both looked at the big nothing standing next to him and Aren looked at "Mario" then at us and announced, "This is stupid. I just can't have an imaginary friend." And that was the end of it.
I never could do the imaginary friend thing as a kid, but as an adult I've found a whole slew of "imaginary" friends. I met a bunch of LDS ladies on a mom's chat board almost four years ago and although I've never met most of them in real life, they have become some of my dearest friends. Today I finally had the opportunity to meet one of them and make her "real". Hilary came down here to visit some friends and called to see if we could meet in Tombstone for the afternoon. Of course I could and what a wonderful thing to finally meet someone who I'd known for four years but never met. Thanks for the fun afternoon Hilary! And thanks even more for cutting out the imaginary part and becoming a real person.