Remember

Today I remember a dear friend I lost four years ago. Manisa would have turned 22 today. Every year I acknowledge her birthday and figure how old she would be. I don't know why. It's like I'm trying to keep her alive. But at some point, this is not going to make any sense anymore. Eventually, she'll have her 40th would-be birthday... but I can only picture a 17 year old face. She has managed to keep her youth while giving up everything else.

She always said she wanted to come back as a cat, living in a home like hers where the cats get spoiled and loved. I hope if she did, she didn't get caught out in this storm we're having. Not that I believe in that stuff.