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Sunday, March 16, 2008

With just a few moments left of our reunion hour, we began to hurriedly speak of friends and mutual acquaintances. For the most part it sounded as if those common to us were doing very well, enjoying their careers and families.

But there was one person I had lost track of, one person whom I considered a real friend. Someone who had once done me a great favor…. So the outcome, or the ending, of her life was shocking to the point of unfathomable. I know I gasped, but I don’t think the conversation hesitated. I asked one question, and was satisfied with the answer.

I was still happy when we said goodbye. Still smiling inside and out at the amount of fun and love we could cram into such a short time. The combination of the sound of the car door closing, and then the sound of the tires rolling away suddenly left me in a lonely place. I realized as I walked away that the long-closed door to my past had been flung wide open, and that unless I dealt with the past and the present, the door to the future would remain locked.

jak