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when I was 9
the summer after fourth-grade
I moved far away
heartbroken to leave my best friend
We met, you know, when I was 3 and she was 4.
she hid in her car sobbing
while we packed the moving truck in my driveway
I rode away sobbing
kept sobbing every night of fifth-grade
that was almost 40 years ago
Would it make me seem younger if I said that was over 30 years ago?
38 years
between then and now
I moved back
we went to college together
she moved away
there have been visits
phone calls
FaceTimes
and today as I drove
14 minutes from my house
to help unpack her moving truck
here
Just 14 minutes from my house.
I wondered two things
Would it help if I could tell 9 year-old me it’s going to be okay – What’s a
few decades and miles between old friends. Also be patient.
and
hear me out here
What is it that my future self wants to tell my today self will be okay?
On a Thought 
This is exciting. It will be okay, maybe not exactly the same as 38 years go, but good. That’s my experience after reconnecting w/ a high school friend after a forty year absence. You’ll have so much fun learning and sharing your past lives and future ones.
this is special and certainly answers the question, “but what if it works out?” And “what’s meant to be will be”— I like the form and the questioning here, hopefully future Ona can write back 😘
A few years ago I reconnected with some friends I went to college with and haven’t seen in 40 years. Now, we meet for lunch once a month and it is great.
Your last question has me thinking… How exciting that your friendship has remained through the decades. 🙂
Wow! I love how this story turned out. Some friendships are forever.