Forty-five years ago, I had a best friend named Kittye. I was a very young mother at the time living a long way from my family and Kittye was the person who was always there for me. We shared many wonderful times together.
Circumstances caused us to both move to different towns and we managed to visit a few times and correspond frequently but as years weny by, those times became less and less frequent and I have not seen her since 1982.
Over the years, we had both moved a few times and I had tried to find her and she had tried to find me. One day I even approached a lady in an airport who resembled Kittye and asked her name but of course it wasn't her.
Yesterday, I got a call from her - she had finally tracked me down ! It was a somewhat bittersweet call because I learned that she had tried desperately to find me three years ago when her husband died of cancer. (I was living in Florida at the time and she had no way of knowing that)
We talked for an hour last night - trying to catch up on half a lifetime. We live three hours from each other now and I will certainly plan a visit to see her !
True friendships are one of life's greatest blessings !
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