Wednesday, September 4, 2019
Lessons Learned :: Personal Narrative Friendship Essays
Lessons Learned ââ¬Å"Hey hun, how did ya sleep?â⬠my husband Max said as he gave me a quick peck on the cheek. ââ¬Å"Fine. What time is your meeting?â⬠I asked ââ¬Å"The Board is meeting at noon and then I have another briefing at 2.â⬠He took a sip of his orange juice and asked, ââ¬Å"What do you have planned for today?â⬠ââ¬Å"Well... ya know itââ¬â¢s Lucyââ¬â¢s birthday, I thought I would go see her.â⬠ââ¬Å"Okay I gotta go, try to be home before 5. Weââ¬â¢ll go out to dinner. Ohh and can you pick Emily up from school at 4, I wonââ¬â¢t be able to,â⬠he said as he tightened his tie, grabbed his briefcase and then vanished through the kitchen door, not waiting for my reply. I went upstairs to change out of my pajamas. I grabbed a faded pair of jeans and pulled my sun-streaked hair into a loose ponytail. I grabbed the gift that I had bought for Lucy and headed out the front door. In a few minutes I was heading away from my sub-division and steering my Lincoln Navigator onto the expressway. I let my mind drift upon thoughts of my best friend. Lucy White and I had been best friends since the day we met in kindergarten. She caught my eye while standing in the corner crying for her mom. I wanted to cry too, but was too afraid. I thought she was pretty cool because she could wear her long stringy blonde hair down, and I had to wear mine tightly pulled back and stiffly braided. I still remember her standing there in her new Jordache jeans and sucking her thumb when I went up to her and said, ââ¬Å"My mom told me that only babies suck their thumbs.â⬠She quickly pulled the drool soaked finger out of her mouth and stopped crying. From then on she was always following my lead. I thought of how I could always convince her to do the things that I knew were wrong but wanted to find out about anyways.
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