Lessons Learned :: Personal Narrative Friendship Essays

Lessons Learned Hey hun, how did ya sleep? my husband Max said as he gave me a apace peck on the cheek. Fine. What time is your meeting? I asked The Board is meeting at noon and then I have another briefing at 2. He withalk a sip of his orange juice and asked, What do you have planned for today? Well... ya know its Lucys birthday, I thought I would go see her. Okay I gotta go, try to be home before 5. Well go out to dinner. Ohh and can you pick Emily up from school at 4, I wont be able to, he said as he tightened his tie, grabbed his briefcase and then vanished through the kitchen door, not waiting for my reply. I went up the stairs 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 albumen 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 slapdash braided. I still remember her standing there in her new Jordache jeans and sucking her thumb when I went up to her and said, My mom told me that only babies suck their thumbs. She chop-chop 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 change her to do the things that I knew were wrong but wanted to find out about anyways.