Missing a Friend

Jim and I watched a couple episodes of the '70's British sitcom, "Some Mothers Do Ave Em" last night and it made me miss my friend, Cindy. My introduction to the show took place at her home in Yerrinbool, Australia during a school holiday. Cindy had the most generous hearted parents, Peter and Maureen Kruss, who offered to host a whole crew of temporarily homeless students for nearly a week. Chris, Amy, Alison, Cindy, Russ, myself. College kids sprawled all over and laughter echoing into every corner of the small Kruss home. I can't even remember everyone that was there...what a crazy, fun crew we were. That week remains one of my all-time favorite memories. Why, 20 years later, can I still vividly recall Cindy and the rest of us crowded into her living room, watching Michael Crawford's antics on TV? I don't know why some seemingly insignificant events stick in our memories, but I'm thankful for the reminders of a kind friend who lived her short life well. Cindy passed away a few years ago but I remember her often....Sometimes when I see a sheep....when I hear a certain song or watch a particular British comedy....sometimes when I see a bowling ball and ALWAYS when I have some Twining's Earl Grey. I'm glad God gave me such a friend and I look forward to our reunion some day, when I will once again see her roll her eyes at me and say, "oh, Chelle."




(1993-Me, Cindy Kruss and Amy Shields)
Amy's Bridal shower, Australia
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