my best friend came to visit.



over this last summer, my best friend liz moved away to st. louis. her dad got a really great job offer there, so her family relocated. it really sucked for her and me, because we loved to go over to each other's houses every day after school, and stuff like that. well, she and i had just been talking through e-mails and letters, and i was thinking that i wouldn't see her for a long time.

well, i was wrong. liz's dad had a business meeting in rochester, so he brought liz with him! i got to see my friend after not being able to see her face for over a month. she and i spent practically every day that she was here together, and we had a really good time. she and i gave each other little gifts to remember each other by, and she went back to st. louis.

when she left, i thought i'd cry, and be a nervous wreck (just like the last time she left). however, this time...i didn't cry. i have no idea why. i was still really sad and all that she was leaving, but i didn't cry. not one tear. i simply wrote her an e-mail telling her that i missed her, and to mail me when she gets home.

so, life goes on. she and i still e-mail each other every day, and send each other letters every once and a while. a long-distance phone call is an occasional treat, too. my mom is seriously discussing that i could go and see liz over columbus day break...i'm pretty excited about that. we'll see what happens.

liz, if you're reading this, i miss you very much!