[sydney.]
[sydney][looking beautiful as usual]
[syd giving her speech with her grandparents in the forground.]
[lucas, quinn, the rabi (holding the torah), sydney, peter (syd's father) and lianne (syd's mother)]
[quinn (syd's little sisiter) looking at posters we made in their library (where emma and i talked for most of the party)]
[syd's vermont friends.]
[jim, zach and magenta.][syd's neighbors.]
[arora][who's just too cute for words.]
[lucas (sydney's little brother)][in the very cool chair.]
[rodeo]
i spent a couple of days up in VT with syd and emma b. for syd's batmitzvah (which was around two years? late) it was pretty strange to be up there again and to be around syd so much, because for the first time ever this year we fell completely and totally out of contact with each other. the first night we got up everyone just got drunk and talked and lit candles and compared photographs and sounded so goddamn intellectual and emma and i helped syd pick out which dress she was going to wear the next day and then we all went to bed early. the batmiztvah itself was really gorgeous and sydney made one of the most wonderful speeches i've ever heard.
the party afterwards was really beautiful as well, and i got to meet some of sydney's vermont friends. but for most of the party emma and i just sat in the library and talked and felt old and missed people, until everyone else left the party and then we went down through the corn field to the river behind syd's house with the four vermont girls and sydney's neighbor zach who used to have nice shoes but is now just a pain in the neck. the vermont kids swam for a while in their dresses and suit slacks while emma, syd and i dangled our feet off of the bridge and caught up alittle. eventually we headed back to the house and the vermont girls and zach left so emma, syd and i sat on sydney's roof and talked until the sun went down and emma went back to the B&B she was staying at with her family.
after dinner sydney and i went to the field past the river with zach and ana, where zach started a fire on the rocks and we all just sat around for a while and watched the sky get darker and darker. sydney and i left ana and zach when they started to tell ghost stories and sat down behind the tent they had set up and talked for hours. it was actually pretty amazing how much the two of us had missed out on this year. and it was amazing how different we'd become and how much closer all of the random things we'd heard about each other this year had drawn us. it was pretty clear sitting there and staring out that we were always going to be best friends. no matter how many other people we spent more time with or were actually better friends with. it's become rather obvious that a certain part of us will never change as long as we know one another. and that was such a beautiful thing.