It’s Haibun Monday over at the dVerse Poets Pub. This time, Lillian would like us to take a walk down Memory Lane: “…Force yourself into memories not in photographs; not already written down or told to you by others. Let’s see what we get! You’ll probably jot down more than what you use in your haibun. You may even decide to extend the time, being surprised by what comes to mind!”

Joanne and I became best friends from the moment our mothers (who were also best friends as well as neighbors) placed us in the same playpen. For seven years we played with our Barbies, delightfully without that stupid Ken, ran through sprinklers, took ballet class together, and started school. Then, during the summer between third and fourth grade, my family moved 1,030 miles away, to Denver. The day we packed up the car and left, Joanne and I waved goodbye, me from the rear window of our Plymouth Belvedere, and her from the end of her driveway. As our car made the left turn onto Oakton Street, I saw Joanne run back into her house.

My most precious friend

Didn’t know life without her.

She is my home. Still.

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  1. “without that stupid Ken” Ah you made me smile here. Childhood friends….mine was Junie and we were together in just about the same way you and Joanne were. I wrote about Junie’s house for my memory. Saying goodbye….your details are perfect here. The exact car, and Joanne running back into her house. Sometimes, when we’re very young, we don’t understand the meaning of saying goodbye. I find it interesting that she is still so much a part of you as indicated by your haiku. Are you still in touch with her?
    I moved away from Junie in the summer before third grade. Although we lived in the same town still, we never “played” together again….we went to different grade schools and middle schools. We were in different “crowds” in high school. I never went to high school reunions so I never saw here. I ordered a “book” from our 50th high school reunion, even though I didn’t go. It had Junie’s address in California (I’m in Boston now) and her email. I set it aside. Some years ago I emailed her on a lark. Amazing….she was coming to Boston in just a few weeks to start a fall foliage cruise from Boston up into Canada. We arranged to meet for a breakfast….after all those years! It turns out her wedding date was the same as mine! Our husbands got along over bloody marys and Junie and I hardly touched our food we talked so much. I wonder if you’ve seen Joanne again?
    Thank you so much for posting!

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    1. Hi Lillian, Yes, Joanne and I are still in touch. I’m also very close with her parents. I went back a couple of years ago to visit and hope to do that again soon. Her parents are in their 90s and wish I could see them more. Joanne and I live very opposite lives. She married the right one, had kids, and lives in a lovely home in the suburbs. I on the other hand, well, I made every mistake imaginable. Some cannot be undone. Yet, Joane and I never run out of things to talk about. She and her family a blessing in my life for sure. The one shred of normalcy. Thanks for listening, Lillian, and I am now in tears. 🙂


  2. It is nice to think you have stayed in touch all through the years. Moving can be traumatic for youngsters, who experience loss of friends at such an early age.

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  3. It must have been heartbreaking to leave such a special friend. I am pleased you stayed in touch. When we moved from Catalunya it was heartbreaking for me to move my son out of a school he loved.

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  4. My best friend moved away when we were entering our teens … I missed what I know would have been wonderful times together … she is still special in my life~~ at age 79. Thanks for sharing.

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