MGB

It is truly amazing how one meal at Wagamama along the Thames can bring people together.  As I remember it, that meal in London was when M, G, and I hit it off.  I only remember a bits of conversation from the evening, but I do distinctly recall laughing until my stomach was sore.  I also remember thinking that maybe I had found some people to quench the almost unbearable loneliness I’d been experiencing on study abroad.

After that fateful night, the three of us continued to bond over walks through Paris, frites, swans, and swords in Belgium, fashion shows, gelato, and Michelangelo’s David in Italy, a cat and electric fence in Switzerland, trips to the Louvre for Art History class, and many, many other experiences that can only happen in Europe.  Self-titled MGB, we formed a group that, given our personality differences, one might think wouldn’t really mesh.  M and G are much classier than this girl, but somehow it all works.  Aside from being excellent travelling companions, whether they knew it or not the M and G helped me heal from wounds inflicted by others less considerate.  I will always be grateful for it.

This past weekend, I flew out to Utah to celebrate the M of MGB becoming the R of RGB (she got married, you see).  Though the time together was much not nearly long enough, reuniting with the two of them was priceless-- worth much, much more than the money spent on a place ticket.  It’s been a few years since we’ve all been in the same room, but as we sat and chatted for just a short time I felt the old sense of comfort that true friendship holds return to my heart.  It was so good to share space with them. 

As I watched R dance with her new husband at the reception, I realized how much I’ve missed of R and G’s lives since we got home from study abroad and especially since I moved to Texas. I regret not making more of an effort to know-- not sending more emails or making more phone calls.  While we have all changed, I hope the bond we formed in a few months in Europe and the intermittent gatherings since then are enough for them to know that I will always consider them dear, dear friends-- ones with whom I hope to share many more of life's adventures.