My very first friend lives 5,258 miles away. But there was a time when she lived just down the street; when we would run through town in our bathing suits, and had our own restaurant in her front yard, which served a vegetarian menu. In today's world, I suppose our ice-plant salad would be considered chic gastronomy.



And here we are, nearly forty years later, sharing life through a wire that wraps a world 5,258 miles wide. I wish I could crawl through that wire and share a glass of apple wine with her, that I could somehow step through the webcam for lunch.

Today is a word for my very first friend. The day we met was the first day of kindergarten, and here she is in a classroom all her own, describing her love for education at the primary level. She is inspiring.

Learning to be me : http://learningtobeme-deb.blogspot.com/

After forty years, Debbie, I still want to be your friend. xo