Memories ...
We collect them over the course of our lives
It is a gift when we can recall these moments on demand
Especially when we are reminded these moments are precious and dear,
With a limited time warranty.
A friend who was near and dear to my heart is gone
I don't know the end of her story
We had drifted apart after her last move
Distance has never stopped me before
I'm disappointed I let this time be different.
She was beyond special
Perhaps a little too precious for this world of ours.
Anyone who knew her spoke highly of her
She was an angel unaware
Beautiful inside and out
A gentle and tender spirit who walked among us.
She lived and breathed and experienced life with a sense of "aaah"
Walking beside her and seeing the world through her eyes
Made ordinary moments extraordinary.
We worked together
We remained friends despite job changes, moves and life transformations.
We were two of a small group of friends who cherished any time we could get together
Our friendships were celebrated and honored
We amassed a treasure trove of memories - written and remembered
We spoke the words out loud.
The door is always open
No pressure
Whenever you can make it is the perfect time
No expiry dates
No expectations
Simple friendship that was anything but simple
Memories I am grateful to recall in pictures, movies, notes and letters over the course of time.
Memories to have and to hold.
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