I Read Banned Books

I am a firm believer in the saying that people come into and out of our lives for special reasons. One of the first people I met when I was hired in the school district was an older woman who reminded me very much of my late Aunt Betty. We became friends instantly, and I always knew that I go to her for any reason. When I left that school, we went our separate ways, speaking only occasionally by phone or email. I felt guilty for not keeping in touch and thought of her many times as five full years went by. Just recently, I started an email to her, but I never sent it wondering whether too much time had passed. Today, as I ventured down the bread aisle of a local store, I saw my dear old friend push her cart closer to me. The instant she smiled I knew that nothing had changed. I hugged her tightly and told her how much I had missed her. Over the next fifteen minutes, we caught up on each other’s lives as if no time had passed, promised to call each other soon, and walked away smiling and waving. Was this a coincidence or a chance? I am not sure, but I do know that no opportunity should be wasted. As I finish this entry, I will send that email to reconnect with someone I can call “friend.”