We had a wonderful day yesterday hanging out with some old friends that we made when we first moved to Germany. They were back for a visit and we were able to spend most of the day shopping, having coffee and then going to an Ice Tigers hockey game. It was a blast. I happened to get a little poem from another friend via e-mail that really spoke to how wonderful it felt to see these old friends. I had to change some of the words so just substitute "international" with what fits for you.
Friends: Borrow your stuff for a few days and then
give it back.
International Friends: Borrow your stuff, keep it, and it
goes PCS with them.
Friends: Know a few things about you.
International Friends: Know all about you or have met
someone else at another duty station who does.
Friends: Will leave you behind if that's what the
crowd is doing.
International Friends: Cry like babies because they HAVE to
leave you.
Friends: Call your parents Mr. and Mrs.
International Friends: Call your parents Mom and Dad.
Friends: Bail you out of jail and tell you what you
did was wrong.
International Friends: Would be sitting in jail next to you
saying, "Man, they made a BIG mistake trying to jump
us."
Friends: Have never seen you cry.
International Friends: Cry with you.
Friends: Will knock on your front door
International Friends: Walk right in and say, "I'm home."
Friends: Are your friends for a while
International Friends: Are your friends for life as you
move about this country or the world.
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