Remembering Childhood

In September, my best childhood friend passed away, unexpectedly. Barbara Lynn Johnson Elliott Bunting and I grew up together from kindergarten through college. We were like two peas in a pod.

Even though our paths separated as adults, whenever we got together (which wasn’t often, unfortunately), we took up right where we left off—as though no time had passed. That kind of friendship is a gift.

I’ll miss her dearly and never forget her devotion to friends and family, her kindness, her sense of humor, her cooking, her incredible memory, and her smile. But I know I’ll see her again someday.