So long
Last week, I said goodbye to my dear friend Larah, who went off to the US, to undertake a new journey in her career. I will sorely miss our eating sprees (I told her I'll go on a diet while she's away) where we go on our endless laughing and whining at our lives. I will miss this person who shouts my name 10 meters away to ask me to get up for our bathroom breaks. I will miss the way she blows me a kiss, usually on Friday afternoons, or whenever she feels like it. More than anything else, I'll just miss having her around, even when there's nothing to talk about.
How long she'll be gone, or how long till I'll see her again, I am not certain. But I have faith in our friendship, and for now, that's enough to hold on to.
Welcome home
Around the same time last week, I had lunch with my friend Karen (and her hubby), who finally came to visit from Sydney after 3 long years. Despite the change in the physical appreance, she's still the same warm and cheerful person I know. She may look very sophisticated now, but she still talks in this cute little way that I have grown so fond of. It brought back good old memories of the almost 2 years we worked together, both fresh out of the university. She was witness to my colorful personal past, and cheered me on when I made my career jump into IT.
So much has happened in each of our lives since we said goodbye. She's happily settled into her married life in Sydney, while I have a young family of my own. We many not be as frequently in touch as ideally we should be, but I belive that true friendhip, like ours, remains even though we don't get to talk that often. I miss her more now. We vowed to see each other again soon--I'd surely like to see the place she now calls home.
