As I write this post I am sitting at Logan International airport about to return from a weekend trip to Boston. My friend Allison move to Boston two years ago to start anew in a great city close to her favorite vacation spot of Nantucket. In March she called me out of the blue and announced with extreme excitement that she was pregnant!! A new baby was coming and another dear friend was about to experience this wonderful world of motherhood!
Allison and I have known each other since Kindergarten. In our small hometown, we all have known most of our friends since we were 4 or 5!! In high school Allison was one of my closest friends and as we graduated and headed off to college at Penn State, we only grew closer! For one semester in our junior year we actually lived together at her college house. When I say I've known her my whole life, I mean my WHOLE life!
So of course I knew I would be planning a visit to Boston after Allison had told me the good news! I had no idea at that time that the visit to Boston would be this amazing!
Shortly after finding out she was pregnant, Allison also learned she had a cyst on her right ovary that would need to be removed somewhere around week 15. This was alright in her mind which surprised me at how calm she was with this news of a surgery while pregnant. Again, little did I know at that time!
The cyst was removed and against all odds and all predictions of her doctors, she was diagnosed with ovarian cancer! I was in my hometown with many of our childhood friends when I first learned of my dear friend's diagnosis. I remember struggling to be excited for the wedding that had brought me back to my hometown. All I could think about was Allison and her baby!
Fast forward five months and six chemotherapy treatments and here we are in Boston. Allison is two weeks away from delivering a full term baby boy. She has finished her chemotherapy and all signs are pointing to positive ending for all! I could not be happier for her and more excited for this little one's arrival!
(Finishing this post a week later......so bear with me as I catch up)
The morale of the story, in short, is that Coudy girls (and guys too) will always be there for one another. We may have drifted apart, moved away or even had a minor spat over the years but in the end, we always come together!
I have so much more I could reflect on from the weekend in Boston with my old friends. We sat up late at night talking, we rode with Allison (the token driver of the class of '98), we laughed, we (I) cried, and we reminisced! And now looking back and reflecting on the weekend, I am so grateful to have a wonderful group of childhood friends! I know they will always be there for me and vice versa.
To my girlfriends!
Allison and I have known each other since Kindergarten. In our small hometown, we all have known most of our friends since we were 4 or 5!! In high school Allison was one of my closest friends and as we graduated and headed off to college at Penn State, we only grew closer! For one semester in our junior year we actually lived together at her college house. When I say I've known her my whole life, I mean my WHOLE life!
So of course I knew I would be planning a visit to Boston after Allison had told me the good news! I had no idea at that time that the visit to Boston would be this amazing!
Shortly after finding out she was pregnant, Allison also learned she had a cyst on her right ovary that would need to be removed somewhere around week 15. This was alright in her mind which surprised me at how calm she was with this news of a surgery while pregnant. Again, little did I know at that time!
The cyst was removed and against all odds and all predictions of her doctors, she was diagnosed with ovarian cancer! I was in my hometown with many of our childhood friends when I first learned of my dear friend's diagnosis. I remember struggling to be excited for the wedding that had brought me back to my hometown. All I could think about was Allison and her baby!
Fast forward five months and six chemotherapy treatments and here we are in Boston. Allison is two weeks away from delivering a full term baby boy. She has finished her chemotherapy and all signs are pointing to positive ending for all! I could not be happier for her and more excited for this little one's arrival!
(Finishing this post a week later......so bear with me as I catch up)
The morale of the story, in short, is that Coudy girls (and guys too) will always be there for one another. We may have drifted apart, moved away or even had a minor spat over the years but in the end, we always come together!
I have so much more I could reflect on from the weekend in Boston with my old friends. We sat up late at night talking, we rode with Allison (the token driver of the class of '98), we laughed, we (I) cried, and we reminisced! And now looking back and reflecting on the weekend, I am so grateful to have a wonderful group of childhood friends! I know they will always be there for me and vice versa.
To my girlfriends!
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