Real Life

I lost my oldest friend two years ago in December — by that I mean that she and I went back to 7th grade, something I cannot say about anyone else. I lost my mother when I was thirteen and this woman, Sally, was the only person in my life who had met her. We were both Army brats and our fathers were friends. My father’s career took us to Germany twice and hers took her to Iraq. We spent many years apart but came back together as adults.