Tonight was bittersweet.
I was pleasantly surprised to find out that my dear Katie Kelly was in town. Katie is my oldest friend in College Station, and we've seen each other through a lot of ups and downs. She moved to a different city for her job, and this put a serious damper on our favorite thing to do together: Tea Time.
Katie and I have been Tea-ing for years, and I think what makes this time so special is our ritual. She comes over, plops down in the same chair she always sits in, I set the kettle, get out the honey and my grandmother's cups and saucers, and we talk. And I swear, those cups and saucers have seen a lot of hysterical laughter, tears, frustration, and smiles.
It's weird. I had no idea she was in town, and she had no idea that John just got an offer for a job in Philadelphia. If he takes the job, they want him to start July 1. This means that tonight was Katie and my last tea.
We only cried a little. Mostly, we laughed.
I will never ever ever forget our ritual, Katie Kelly. I will hold our teas in my heart.
I love you, and this blog was a love letter to our time we've shared.
Cheers to Tea Time in Philly when you come visit!
And Cheers to friendships that last a lifetime.