Out of the blue today I got a text message from an old friend who I haven't heard from in at least a couple of years.
This is a girlfriend who I traveled with extensively when we were both showing cats.
Who remained my friend after we both stopped showing.
Whose company I cherished.
Who loved my mom (who always said Cheryl was her favorite of all my friends).
Who I helped move from Gray's Lake, IL to Miami, FL with an ancient and arthritic chocolate Labrador Retriever and a stone deaf blue-eyed white American Shorthair cat -- in the middle of August.
Yeah. That kind of great girlfriend.
Time, distance, a lost cell phone (mine), a couple of moves (hers) and pure laziness on both our parts have found us out of communication... but not out of each other's hearts.
Tonight I have to tell her about this. And this. Geeze! I'm not looking forward to this, even if I am delighted that the doors of communication are back open. Wish me luck. And a BIG box of Kleenex.