Laughter
fills the moonlit sky as we try in a pathetic attempt to master the hottest new
move, ‘the running man’ in the Mill St. Parking lot. ….Two German security
guards yell in their foreign tongue at us while we giggle hysterically, trying
to find our way through the ‘Frankfurt International Airport’….Warm African air
blows the white mosquito netting, as we sip tea in our hotel room in Nakuru,
Kenya….Lost loves, secrets shared, true love found. Weddings, births, funerals,
sadness, and joy. Through the good, the bad, and the really ugly we have
supported each other through it all. From the first moment we met, twenty-nine
years ago, there was an instantaneous connection. A kindred spirit. You are and
shall always be my dearest friend. My Liz.
Happy
Birthday!
With
Love, Heather
