Thursday night I was coming home from rehearsal and checking my email/ facebook/myspace... and noticed I had a friend request. The friend request was from someone I didn't know, but was a friend of a friend as the saying goes. So I being the friendly person I am decided to add this person to my facebook. Don't worry folks you're not going to get the dreaded facebook virus everyone is posting about as of late... So any way this person sent me a message a little later, and said hey do you remember me... When I saw the name, there was only one person I could think of that it could be, so I said.... maybe... then she told me what her last name used to be and low and behold I was right.
Not sure if i'm allowed to use her name so I'll just use the word she for now, not sure how she feels about public people knowing her business... So anyway, she and I talked for hours, remembering intimate details of our childhood "relationship". She was the first girl to ever kiss me, (although it was on the cheek) and also the very first person to sleep over, and who's house I stayed the night. We were 8 years old and in the second and third grade. She was my very best friend all those years ago. So listening to her tell me about how hard it was for her when I moved away, and to some of the things she's done in her life, and telling her the things I do to pass my time (when I have any) took up the better part of four hours. It's always great to have someone you can just so easily converse with. While she is happily married with children, to find a friendship buried by so many years of separation, is a treasure that i can greatly appreciate.
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