Maple Mama

I don't want to embarass her, but I don't know if you all realize how special Maple Mama is.

She was once my college room-mate, before that, a class mate at Manhattan School of Music.

I have so many memories that include her, I don't think I would know where to start.

Our personal histories are entwined for more than 20 years. We know each others parents, siblings ( mine she's an only) and outside friends... ( Sierra Sedan).

We have a cross section of Buds ( Bernie, Am to name 2).

There are literally thousands of things I could tell you about her. She's warm, she's funny - though sometimes not in the way she intended, she's absolutely corny in the most wonderful ways. She's absolutley beautiful.

She married an amazing man. I've always been jealous of that.... in the good way! She has a gorgous son with the best temperment ( He sent me a flock of ducks once!).

What I truly love most about her, is that through all these years, when I needed her.... she was there. That day was yesterday.

The cross section of personal histories caused me to need her as the only person I knew that I trusted to talk to. She was there. It was a really good talk. And I have felt that the weight that was on me in my last post has now been lifted though I still have some work I need to do.

She's like a sister, but better. She's truly amazing and I want to take this moment to dedicate this post to her.

Because

I loev her so much!!!!!

And I want her to know that, though we may not communicate much or often, that doesn't change that at all.