Day Four: Serially Lost
Today’s Prompt: Write about a loss: something (or someone) that was part of your life, and isn’t any more.
March 16, 1995, I lost the harmony to my melody. It began as an interesting tale of friendly adventures as a lot of situations do. A friend of a neighbor, we met by mere happenstance. One day I walked out my front door and heard a singsong kind of voice elevated in snappy manner. I thought to myself, “what a bossy know-it- all”. It turns out she was right about almost everything she said that day. I never thought in a million years she would ever be a friend of mine or even my best friend. Yet, that’s exactly what happened. My neighbor introduced me to her friend that day and we were hooked at the hip from that day forward. She looked me up down and said “The first thing we need to do is go shopping, you dress like an old missionary lady”. I thought the dress was cute. Looking back on that day, I know I looked worst and she was being gentle. In fact, she saved me that day. I have never met another person in my life with her spirit. She always spoke her mind and didn’t give a damn if you liked her delivery. She had the kindest heart and people were drawn to her. People talk about soulmates and I always thought they were talking about the person you’d spend the rest of your life with. Yet, whenever I think about her that is exactly what I know she was to me. She rescued me from everything and changed me for the better. Let me tell you about it…to be continued