May 15, 2022
May 15, 2022
I miss talking to Cathy. I haven't been able to delete her number from my phone yet and find myself calling her number before I realize what I am doing. She was always so much fun. When we were kids we were forbidden to go to the river which was close to our homes. So, of course, that's where we went every chance we could. We would put a hook on string and go fishing. When we caught anything we would give it to an old man who fished there a lot; otherwise we would throw the fish back. It worked really well - Cathy would bait the hooks (I still won't touch a worm) and I would unhook the fish. I know she is looking down on all of us and wanting us to live the best life we can and to think of her not with sorrow but with joy from having known her as a friend. But I will still miss her.