I miss my best friend Rebecca

We met at college, you were 17 and pregnant, thrown out of the catholic school you were at. I got pregnant that year and we became friends. That was in 1975.

Although I moved to Europe in 1981 we stayed friends and we visited each other quite often, phoned a lot and nowadays I am sure that we would whatsapp and skype to keep up with daily stuff.

You died in 2013 after 9 years of multiple myeloma and I lost a very dear friend who made my life better. The first couple of years after your death I would catch myself saying to myself - I must ring Rebecca and tell her about this or that. Only to then realize that you are gone.

I miss you so much