Once upon a time when I was just about to graduate from college, I had four best friends. We connected because we all worked for the student-run newspaper on campus. (Well, that's how our connections started but it continued because we understood each other and all shared a great love of books.) At the conclusion of the semester, all four of us would be going separate directions: I was heading to Salt Lake City for an internship, the Bibliophile was going to Washington, D.C. for an internship, another friend was heading home to South Dakota to prepare for a mission and the fourth friend was staying in Rexburg for the summer. It seemed our friendship would soon be at an end. But such was not the case.
That semester the three of them had all taken a Young Adult lit class together and had read "The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants" for it. I had finished my semester a week early because the building where four of my classes were held was going to be renovated, so we had to be done a week early. Yes, I know I'm so spoiled to be done a whole week early my last semester, but it also stressful at the same time. During the week between when I finished most of my classes and graduation, I also read the first Sisterhood book.
For anyone unfamiliar with the book, it's about a set of four girls who have been best friends for their entire lives. They are about to spend their first summer apart and right before they part ways, they find a pair of jeans in a thrift shop that magically fits all four of them, even though they are very different sizes. It's a way of keeping them together even when they're apart.
The night before we were to make our parting, I decided to make a special gift to commemorate our friendship. I purchased a notebook and a pair of Barbie pants to put in it and we formed our own Sisterhood. (If you'd like to hear about the ritual where we inaugurated our Notebook, I'd be happy to tell you sometime. It's a good story, but this entry is long enough.) The Notebook is supposed to be passed between all four of us equally, but, unfortunately, it tends to get stuck with some members of the Sisterhood longer than others. Oh well! We have maintained our friendship and that's what's important anyway.
This weekend the Bibliophile and I had the opportunity to return to our alma mater to see the second member of our Sisterhood get married. (One of our members got married that first summer after we graduated and now has two adorable children.) This is the first time in four years that all four of us have been together, and it was a special experience. Here are a few pictures.
This is the four of us.
The four of us with the new addition. He looked slightly taken aback when the Bibliophile welcomed him to the Sisterhood. She just smiled and told him she was sure he'd probably never thought he would hear such words. I think he's okay with it thought because he's just a little bit attached to his wife. :)