My Friend and I Are Apart
About 23 years ago a friend gave me a card I've always remembered. It had a turtle on it.
Maybe it was two turtles.
Or a turtle and bird.
No really, I do remember it -- at least the words!:
One animal said to the other: "What's wrong?" And the the turtle said, "I'm sad because my friend and I are apart." Then you opened it, and inside the first animal asked, "A part of what?"
I'm thinking that today because yesterday morning my close friend Jenni and her family moved away. To Oklahoma. It hurts so much, I can hardly stand it. I never expected to feel this loss as keenly as I do. My keyboard is wet with tears.
I know they're not really gone, just away.
I know we'll see each other again, and maybe even as soon as October.
But...I won't be able to drive the five minutes to her house and find the coffee on and my cup ready.
I won't hear the sound of our sons typing scripts and making movies together, or singing karaoke, or playing civil war, as they've been doing almost nonstop for the last several months.
And I won't be able to jump in the car with her and the kids and go to the pool, or to the store, or on an adventure.
It's been a long, long time since I've had a friend like Jenni, and there was so much more to do!
We got very close while her husband Joe was deployed to Iraq; she was strong and brave in his absence, and I admire her fiercely for that.
Joe is now safely home and their beautiful family is once more complete. Now they're off to follow their dreams, and I'm very happy for them!
But I'm very sad for us.
Maybe it was two turtles.
Or a turtle and bird.
No really, I do remember it -- at least the words!:
One animal said to the other: "What's wrong?" And the the turtle said, "I'm sad because my friend and I are apart." Then you opened it, and inside the first animal asked, "A part of what?"
I'm thinking that today because yesterday morning my close friend Jenni and her family moved away. To Oklahoma. It hurts so much, I can hardly stand it. I never expected to feel this loss as keenly as I do. My keyboard is wet with tears.
I know they're not really gone, just away.
I know we'll see each other again, and maybe even as soon as October.
But...I won't be able to drive the five minutes to her house and find the coffee on and my cup ready.
I won't hear the sound of our sons typing scripts and making movies together, or singing karaoke, or playing civil war, as they've been doing almost nonstop for the last several months.
And I won't be able to jump in the car with her and the kids and go to the pool, or to the store, or on an adventure.
It's been a long, long time since I've had a friend like Jenni, and there was so much more to do!
We got very close while her husband Joe was deployed to Iraq; she was strong and brave in his absence, and I admire her fiercely for that.
Joe is now safely home and their beautiful family is once more complete. Now they're off to follow their dreams, and I'm very happy for them!
But I'm very sad for us.
Comments
You guys should use Skype if you don't already. It's a great way to stay in touch over long distances.
Hopefully, you will keep in touch by email or Skype.
Micki
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