They lay on the grass face up to the California sun. Barefooted..always. They soak up the sun. They plan their lives. They will have a double wedding. They will have children at the same time. A boy first, then a girl. They promise to be friends forever and promise never to forget each other....and they don't.
They grow up together..fast. They make their own rules. They become family when their own families fail them. They give each other crazy ideas, and dare them and double dare them. They are fearless. They stay out too late~but adventures take time.
They are strong for each other when the losses come. And they come. Loved ones lost. Hearts break into a million little pieces. They patch each other up..but are too young and unprepared.
Life goes on. Babies are born. A life's purpose. They grow into adulthood on different coasts.
The news travels, of the loss of my outlaw friend. But, I remember our childhood game..the pin prick, we mix our blood...and promise to always remember.
How beautiful.
ReplyDeleteIt's about my friend Marsha. After we talked about her today I wrote this.
ReplyDeleteThank-you Susan.
ReplyDeleteThanks Kelli. My sister appreciated your long friendship. Thank you for making her final months and days special with memories I know she took with her. Thanks for being with her right up to the end.
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