Emma was as close a friend as I ever had in those days. There was one other gal, Faye, something-or-other, but she couldn't really be called a friend. We went to breakfast some mornings after late hours at our place of employment…but that was about it. Emma, was a true friend. So kind and understanding. She had a listening ear and a tender heart. We shared many stories and went to places together.
I found it rather strange that she came from the same type of family I did. Her dad was a minister, like mine was. She had many of the same struggles that I did as a child. Maybe that is why we connected so quickly. I loved her so much! And now, I can't find her.

The years have taken a lot of the memories of those days, away from me. Those were dark days in my life and I think maybe they should not be brought up again. But, what I'd give to see Emma and reconnect. Just to see where her journey took her. And to ask if she is now, as happy as I am.
I've tried, over the years, to find her. And I've always failed. I've done Google searches most recently, but still come up empty handed. If I had a picture of her, I'd share it on Facebook…just to see what it would produce. I've done searches there, as well. Even messaged a gal that looked a lot like her, thinking it might be her daughter...but it wasn't her.
Where is my friend???
I'll keep looking, while bidding my time here…in Mary's World
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