Y.

I was supposed to post this yesterday but I got all caught up in the new doctor thing. So please pretend this is the 24th.

I met Y on the first day of kindergarten. Our coat hooks were side by side because she was at the end of the Rs and I was at the beginning of the Ss. It was only after that we discovered we were practically neighbours.

She grew up on a farm that was located at the end of my street and to get to her place you had to cross a wooden bridge that went over the train tracks. It was like the best of both worlds: on one side of the bridge, town; on the other side, country.

We were best friends from the day we met. My house was her house and her house was my house. We shared our parents and our annoying little brothers and our secrets and dreams and crushes. We fought sometimes and, for a while here and there, one or both of us would have a new best friend. But we always ended up back together.

We went to different universities but stayed in touch. I was her maid of honour and she was my matron of honour. Then kids came along and life got busier.

Ice says he sees a difference in me when I'm with her. That I'm more relaxed and that our friendship just *is*. We don't see each other very often now but she is always in my thoughts. To me, she is much much more than just a friend.


Posted by Ripley on August 25, 2009 | Tags: birthday, y




And then you said

you have a gift for writing from the heart

Posted by ice on August 26, 2009 5:44 AM

Thanks for the birthday remembrance. It always makes me cry when I think back to our childhood days. I don't know why. I guess it's happy sad. How lucky are we to have a lifelong friendship! A life history is what we share - like sisters - cradle (well almost) to grave and a connection that is beyond distance and time. I know when we get together again, we'll just pick up where we left off. You'll always be my best friend, and I miss you. Love, Y
PS I try to keep up with your blog, but figures this time I was a week behind.

Posted by Y on September 1, 2009 8:47 PM

Now you're going to make me cry. :)

Sisters, indeed. I miss you, too.

Posted by ripley on September 2, 2009 1:42 AM



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