Pappahoggies,
Please excuse me for sending you an email message, but
for the strangest happenstance, I don't have any of your personal contact info
on my current device; I would have just texted. And, as you know, I am not on
social media so I couldn't just send you a FB message. Oh, this modern world.
I was just thinking about you this evening. Thinking of
you in that deep way one sometimes does. Well, not "one" but me. I
have so many fond memories of you. I am still in such amazement that you and I
became friends, in that magical way that we came together. As simple as it was,
there was indeed magic there. I am still touched by it. And oh how quickly our
lives aligned with each other and we began creating memories that when we think
back on them, as time moves forward, they are part of our youth. I am still
moved by it. We were there for each
other in some dire times, and we were there for each other in some bright
times, too. We were a part of each other at those times when our lives had
begun to diverge and we started on new paths. I am still reeled by it.
All these thoughts of you live in a place that is home to
me. They live in my heart. I thank you for it.
Although we aren't privy to the minutiae of our daily
lives, and we are separated by miles of road and earth and sometimes expanses
of water, you are with me always. All I have to do is think about your Doheny
Drive apartment (it's been torn down). All I have to do is think about Theory
(or Helmut Lang). All I have to think about is Christmas (trimming your tree,
watching "Rudolph the Red-nosed Reindeer"). All I have to do is think
about San Francisco. All I have to do is think about you.
Thank you for being my friend. Thank you for having loved
me with soul. Thank you for listening to me. Thank you for letting me be a part of your
youth. Thank you for letting me be a part of your adulthood. Thank you for
everything.
I love you, my dear sweet smart special friend xxoxx
Forever,
-Mamahoggies
(December 17, 2016)
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