Denise

I wonder how she is doing. Honestly. We used to correspond but she hasn't responded to the last two letters I sent via snail mail. We used to be at each other's throats back in the day. But something happened and we became friends. I discovered that she had the same insecurities about life and raising her kids as I. Suddenly the insults that I had hurled her way wracked me with guilt. What was the point of my barbed comments anyway? They served no purpose than to belittle her and make me feel superior. A great testament to my own character, eh?

So what happened? Did we become friends because she came around to my way of thinking or because I took the time to read exactly what she wrote and didn't try to fill in the blanks or read between the lines? Maybe a little of both. Suffice it to say, I looked forward to hearing her opinions even when they differed from my own. Many times her comments would give me pause to reflect on why I felt the way I did on certain matters.

I really miss her.