An old Friend (1/98)

There are still 98 days left until next year. Today, I have decided to count my blessings by writing at least one thing I am thankful/happy about in a day.

Today an old friend of mine called up in the late afternoon. She said she had been worrying that I had not been active on social network since early this year. I told her I am fine and we chatted for a long while until the phone went off. She talked about her new born baby boy and I could hear her happy voice over the phone. There were so many things to talk about that we talked almost about the same time, eager to talk and to hear any news from each other.

This friend of mine is a tall, fair woman with big round eyes and full lips. We had a long history together as friends. I first met her in secondary school when she still had this short almost bee hive hair. She being matured physically faster than the rest of the girls was very easy to notice. But what made her memorable to me was the fact that she was the person who first initiated a conversation with me on the first day of school. Then and there we became friends and had been inseparable ever since.

 

When I transferred to a different school, we exchanged letters. We talked about everything from boys to schools and anything in between. I think she was the only one who held the secret I had; well documented in the form of letters. While I carefully pour out about my strange new world to her, she allowed me to connect to the world I recognized as where I belonged to. 

Even after attending a different university, we managed to keep in touch. We visited each other and had a wonderful time sharing our bad and good times together. There were so many memories that I shared with her. I could write a novel just talking about the two of us and I think it would be an interesting one because we are really the total opposite of each other.

Listening to her voice today reminds me of the old good days. There were so much beauty in the past that in a flashback bring back so much of feelings meshed into one.)

I loved her. I really am blessed indeed.