So touching… and sad… and it seems to me it is also a must read.
This is not my usual style of blogging but thought it needed to be written. There’s a sense of closure once you blog something isn’t there?
I met her in 1987 – We were sophomores in High School. I knew instantly we would be best friends when she walked into class. Her name was Mia.
She was undeniably magical. She wore Liz Claiborne, the original formula and she was the only one I knew that wore it. She had the prettiest most infectious laugh that made you want to be around her. It was almost like a drug. She always wore black and her scarlet red lipstick. She had freckles on her cheeks and a slight copper edgy bob. She drove a maroon 1986 Mustang GT with T-tops.
We hung out everyday at lunch and after school. We had a ton of mutual friends that were an eclectic bunch of…
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