an old friend, T-net

I am always in awe of the way we continue to play a part

in other people's lives, and they in ours even when we 

haven't seen these people in some time.

A few day ago, I posted the above picture on my Facebook wall

explaining that I had painted this for my dear Nannie when I was 12

and she had kept it hanging in her home after all these years, 

37 to be exact.

I had not remembered painting it and was touched that my

cousin, Geneva wanted to give it back to me after my Nannie's passing.

I can see so many flaws in it all these years after.

To my Nannie, it was a masterpiece.

After the post I had some comments on how special it was.

One post was from an old friend from high school,

Antoinette. As adults, we have spoken a few times

as she came when I spoke at Woman of God conference

as well as we are friends on facebook.

At my Nannie's funeral I find out just how close

she was to my Nannie and Uncle Charles.

She lived next door to them and told me 

awesome stories about how my Uncle Charles basically

helped her raise her boys, taught them  to hunt.

When her boys were growing up and they were sick,

there were times my Nannie actually babysat for her.

I am so floored about these stories as I not only did not know

she lived near them, but did not know how important

they all were in each others lives.

Another shocker when I posted the above picture when

Antoinette commented on the picture that she

also owned a "Lilly original"

What? I painted a picture for Tanette as we called her 

in high school? For the life of me, I cannot remember this.

I ask her to post a picture of the painting and she does.

This below painting is the picture she posts and the memory comes back.

One year, I painted pictures for all my high school friends and 

my Dad built  little wood frames for all of them.

He was always so proud of anything I did with art.

I am touched by the fact that not only does Tanette still have the

painting but still has it hanging in her home. 

I mean look at it, it is not the best, I mean I was a teenager.

To think that after 37 years, she still sees this and thinks of me

every day as it hangs in her master bath.

That two paintings that was done when I was a child

hung in two homes that were near each other.

Yep, facebook is responsible for the realization.

Thanks to Antoinette not only for sharing this news

but for being so close to my godmother and helping them

as much as they helped you.

I would say a true friend is that one that even after

all these years, the word friend comes to mind when their

name name is mentioned.

A true friend, that Tanette!