Monday, September 22, 2008

She was my first real friend, we met in first grade. Her grandfather taught us how to do the Irish jig. Dressing up in our moms' clothes and high heels... Swinging on the swings at the school across the street from ours, talking about how dumb all this growing up stuff was.

I was the tomboy nerd; she the fashion princess. We would grow apart over time, our interests and directions just too far apart. I haven't seen her in a long time, but when I heard she died last week, it hit me hard.

As different as we were, parts of us were also the same. Tonight I'm wearing mascara - not something I usually do, but something that just felt right tonight.


George, Group Admin said...

So sorry to hear of the loss of your friend. It is never easy, but great memories help heal the heart and spirit.


Anonymous said...

Dear Maureen,

I am very sorry for your loss.



Anonymous said...

So sorry to hear about your friend tonite. My heart is with you....