Tonight again I watch the western skies. The wind blowing sweet wishes of peace & well being to my friend, whom I adore. Holly.
She is part of memories that dance through my mind often daily.
Children lost in daydreaming about tomorrow, inside jokes, & endless adventures.
I think of her a lot & have wanted to write more, but am overwhelmed sometimes by feelings of.. how could I express the impact of our friendship?
The years are slowly floating by again in wait. She has held each one of our children, rocked them, loved them & invited us to grow within her family.. & I still wait to meet her two little girls.
When we were little & both had matching pigtails, I needed to know that her family was close. The months of each year where I would try to tell her my secrets, the only ways a little girl knew how, left me aching from the truth.
She was the only friend who witnessed my terror.
Read my eyes that urged her to.. run!
& she was the only one who could run home to the safety of her own home, to her parents.
When the heartbreak of losing all of my hair to a bowl cut happened, she would give me her favorite doll to hold, while I sobbed.
& then hold my hand and gently encourage me, "give it time, your hair will grow back."
The snow falls gently, watching the tender flakes, each unique in their intricate designs.
I breathe softly, memories of her.
She knocked on my door ever so timidly, all those (28 years) ago. The days were cold, brisk & I could barely feel my fingers or face as we struggled to pile wood, providing the only warmth of a child's version-prehistoric house.
"Do you want some hot chocolate?" Holly would ask.
"Yes Please!" My Sister & I would reply in unison.
I could feel her watching us as we piled that wood for hours after school, & all I wanted to do was play with dolls or hear stories read by her mom. If we were quiet as mice her Dad would let us tiptoe around the store & watch as customers came in for building supplies & rentals.
You have inspired me over the years with your gifts.
Memories of you remind me of this life that I live in the here and now,
how far I have come.
I love you.