there are some people without whom i would not exist. this is one.

this is my me and friend lara sometime in the late 80′s. she came and got me at the lowest moment of my life. she took me driving in her car when and i didnt even know you could just do that. just go for a ride. feel better.

somehow, she got in when no one else could. she could just sit next to me. that was enough.

i haven’t talked to her in decades but i think about her all the time.

now she’s moved on, and like my mom and mamma pat, lorraine and charlie, when it rains, i will hold my face up and hope that the drops on my cheeks and chin are little greetings.