By definition, a friend is a person you know well and regard with affection and trust, but my special relationship with Weezie goes far beyond that. She and I met while watching a Christmas parade 43 years ago. We were introduced by mutual friends because I had just purchased her childhood home, “Breezemont," which just incidentally was directly across the street from the house in which she and her family lived, “Dogwood" ....what a small world! She had 4 children and I had 2 though soon to be 3. We moved into the house when her daughter and mine were only 4, and we lived there until moving to Virginia in 1978, when our girls were in the 10th grade. The families were inseparable for all those years. We were one big loving, happy, combined-extended family consisting of 7 children, 4 adults, and lots of cats, dogs, and goldfish. It was a fairy tale story but in real life. Our lives were so intertwined I do not think the children knew which house to actually call “home.” Through the years she and I grew closer and closer and to this day remain best friends. To me Weezie has not only been a true best friend, but a sister, confidant, listener, companion, fellow food lover, the Godmother of my youngest son who named his little daughter for her....Eloise, a traveling mate, a true, practicing Christian...the list just goes on and on and on. There are simply not enough accolades for me to place upon her. We have traveled to England, Ireland, Italy, and Mexico together through the years, and the memories we share are priceless. Sometimes we traveled just the two of us, and then there were other times we took our daughters along. Every summer we vacationed together with some other girlfriends. Never has she passed judgement on me or told me what to do or not to do. She has simply been there for me through thick and thin, the good and the bad, and the happy and the sad. Once I was told if a person could count the number of their friends on the fingers of one hand, he or she was very fortunate. Well, I must be the luckiest gal in the world because Weezie is the only friend I could have ever wanted or needed. No one will ever be able to take her place. She is the best friend in the whole wide world, and I love her with all my heart. God blessed me when he sent her to be a part of my life. I LOVE YOU, WEEZIE, AND ALL OF OUR FAMILY LOVES YOU. Happy Mother’s Day one day late.
The first photos are of Weezie and me, the third one is of my son, Gene, with his Godmother, and the last is of Weezie along with her namesake, Little Eloise, and Eloise’s mom, Patricia.