Even though what happens there stays there, I will share with you a little about my stripper-reunion in Vegas a few weeks ago.
I arrived Tuesday evening and met Donna (stage name, Stacy). As soon as I arrived at baggage claim I recognized her. She was beautiful, bubbly and as excited to see me as I was of her. It’s been twenty years, but we spotted one another immediately. We hugged, giggled and picked up our bags.
We met Laura (stage name, Layla) at The Cosmopolitan. What a phenomenal hotel/casino this place is! I felt like Jeannie in a very posh bottle with my fancy Lemon Drop Martini, draped in floor-to-ceiling, sweeping chandeliers and lavender back lighting.
Like Donna, Laura looked exactly the same. She was exotic, beautiful and echoed her infamous laughter throughout the air, just like I remembered.
Like no time passed, the three of us were together again.
Dinner turned in to drinks and drinks turned in to gambling. I was on a roll at the blackjack table when I met David and Linda.
David was a sweetheart who was in town for a convention. Linda was – well, I’m not sure what her story was. Sufficed to say, Linda held her own in a sea of alcohol and winning cards.
Before I could say Double Down, it was five in the morning.
Our next day was spent lounging at the pool with more reminiscing. We shared which songs remind us of one another and personal stories only we gals would know.
The next three days were a blur of lounging, laughing, gambling, and dining. It went by way too fast.
Of all the things I took from this trip, the most resonating is this: love and friendship – no matter how many years from one hug to the next – knows no bounds. There was no judgment, no hesitation of who we were as women; just an unbreakable bond.
It’s been two decades since we worked the pole together. There have been babies, marriages, careers and everything in-between. But we will never forget the times we were young and carefree, thinking we knew it all.
At 43, I am happy to say I survived a life of drugs and debauchery, but even happier that I have Layla and Stacy to share in the memories.
*Here’s the part where you tell me: have you re-connected with someone from your past? How did it go?
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Christine Macdonald 
that's awesome – glad you had such a great time – good friends are forever – I love it when I can get together with an old friend and reminisce, essentially picking up where we left off.
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I love it when you meet people you haven't seen for years and click right away. Except when you try to remember why the hell it has been so many years.
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The connection should always be there. It's why you were friends in the first place. We don't connect with just anybody. Nice post.
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With such strong bonds, it's as if you never left. My brother and I recently connected with friends we hadn't seen in 37 years. As kids, we vacationed at the same lake in Maine the same two weeks in July every year. The same families from other states were there the same two weeks and we became friends in the 60's and 70's. Then we lost touch when we grew up and stopped going there. Through a series of chances, we reconnected and got to see them again at the same lake. Everyone changed, but we all enjoyed reliving those days with fond memories.
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Yeah, it is absolutely awesome. I reconnected with my daughter about five years ago. It gets better all of the time. now I have a two-year-old grandson.
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I always find that meeting people I knew a long time ago connects me to my past. They remember things about me that I have forgotten. Glad you had a great time Christine! : ^ )
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I have been blessed with many friends. Some have passed out of my life for one reason or another. I have several I have kept, and when we make contact after a long absence, it is just as sweet as the first time we met. Great post Christine, and an important life lesson!~cath
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