Time is flying. Zuzu’s a year old! Crazy.
School takes so much time, it’s hard to stop and smell the roses.
I miss my friends. I especially miss my friend Kathy Gray, who’s no longer with us. I miss her constantly. I thought she’d always be here, but multiple myeloma thought otherwise. She’d been part of my life since we were 15 and 16, and no matter how long we’d go between visits, it was always like no time had passed.
She was a forever friend. And always will be.
And of all things, one of the panel members today reminded me ever so much of her. Well, of her brother, which made me think of her. (And she worked at the Rep for years, where Second City is performing, so there was that, too.)
This week I did get to visit with a forever friend I’ve known since I was 12 and she was our Y-Teen sponsor – my high school journalism teacher, Myrna Gail Hopkins. We worked together as journalism teachers, too, at North Little Rock High School, and it was a gas. We have a special bond.
(And I love her. I love all my friends, in case I haven’t told them lately.)
Tuesday it was like no time had passed. In reality, it had been too many years. But that’s how forever friends work.
You’re lucky to have one. I’ve got a few.
I picked out Zuzu with a forever friend, Pam, and my sister, who, even though she’s my sister, is also a forever friend. I’d seen Zuzu’s picture online (before she was Zuzu), but when I saw her standing there with her puppy siblings, my heart went boom.
She came back to Little Rock with Cathy and me, an early Christmas present for John. She was a 10-pound bundle of preciousness.
Now she’s a giant of a girl with growing yet to do. We had her puppy party this evening. She’s a good girl.