Our parents were friends, as kids, and we often played together. We were aware of each other growing up, and then our trajectories separated. I think I have actually seen Kim in-person once in the last 35 years.
Re-connecting with her through social media in the recent years, I have since learned a lot of things about her life that I did not know; some were things that happened when we were small. And even though she and I have never been "tight", I found myself feeling for her as one does for someone who has been a constant part of the tapestry of your consciousness for as long as you can remember.
This is for her, with love. ~ jdc
by Judith Cullen
Her hand emerged from the nearly vertical cavern, and I reached for it immediately, helping her. That bright head popped right up, the natural blonde of her childhood still visible among the gray. Her skin, always Nordic-fair, was a little worn with living but still shone with vitality and energy. She was in her element.
"Isn't Ardessa terrific? I reminds me of home."
"Do you get a lot of Asian dragons and Elvin architecture in the Tieton suburbs, Kim?" I replied, unable to resist teasing someone I had known since early childhood - someone I could not remember not knowing. She glowed in the sunlight.