Friday, September 16, 2011
The Best of Friends
In high school, I spent a good deal of my time at my friend Kathy's house. I came from the disarray of a large family and marvelled at her very private bedroom that was all girly and wonderful. It was the only place I ever "stayed over" that I felt completely comfortable in. Kathy was the big reason why of course, one of those truly good souls--I don't think I remember ever seeing her angry and she certainly never did a mean thing in her life. After high school, we moved far apart, got married, raised our families, seeing each other often at first, then impossible as the miles got too far. Finally, she moved and I had no address for her and communication stopped, but I always thought about her, my first really close friend. It was the biggest shock of my life to hear that she died this week, never knowing she had been ill. I will be driving to her memorial service tomorrow, hoping she knows I never forgot her. To all my blogger friends out there, thanks for letting me share, and maybe give your best friend a hug for me.