I grabbed some doughnuts and cider for her road trip up north a couple of hours before I was due to teach, and we chatted and cried and commiserated about all the stuff happening to us/around us. And then we were laughing again until she said something about being "long gone" in response to something and I started weeping again.
I won't post our tear-stained 'ussie', but I want to remember happier times and our long walks on the bike path.
Pic: KB's tweet which was followed by some sappy E.T. references from both of us.
5 comments:
Aww, I'm sure it will be a good move for her, but how sad.
Sorry about your friend.
I liked the poem you linked.
I'm sorry you're losing, not a friend, but regular in-person contact with your friend. I hope November comes quickly.
Thank you, Nicole, Gillian, and StephLove. StephLove--I had a moment of true clarity when you said "regular in-person contact." Yes, it's exactly that! (And knowing I won't come across her randomly in the course of my day.)
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