Reconnecting with a Friend
After the earthquake hit Japan and devastating pictures filled my television screen I started thinking about an old friend.
My best friend in the third grade was a girl who recently moved from Japan. We both took violin lessons at school. I traded Oreo cookies for her panda candies during lunchtime. She taught me origami and I showed her how to pass a soccer ball. When she came to my house for dinner we had spaghetti and meatballs. At her house we ate sushi. I even remember trying to eat scrambled eggs with chopsticks one morning after a sleepover. We were classmates for 3 years and then her family moved to a different town. We saw each other 2 times after that, but we were always busy with other activities and lost touch.
After another heartbreaking news story on Japan one evening I mentioned my old friend to Trophy Husband and wondered aloud if she ever moved back to Japan. I prayed she was safe somewhere.
This morning I received a friend request on Facebook. It was my old friend. She lives in Tokyo and is okay. We sent each other a message and briefly caught up on the last 27 years.
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