Friday Night

I just said goodbye to Lisa. She was here for a few days from L.A. and now she's headed home. We spent all of today in the apartment; made sandwiches, went out for coffee, folded laundry, lay on the bed and literally talked for hours. We talked about the past, old boyfriends, and how seriously we took and felt about everything back then. We also realized that even in our 40s, our feelings are just as intense as ever.

Lisa makes a gesture, I give a look, and we break into the kind of laughter that has years inside it. We've been friends for 31 now and our stories could fill a book. When I'm with her I feel loved, accepted and protected, when I'm in need she is all mine. She is one of the brightest and wisest people I've ever known, and in the best sense, she is so very, very human.

She's only been gone an hour and I miss her already.


Lisa with her daughter, Allison, 1988



On the roof tonight, there's Lisa on the right.



Also on the roof tonight, the storm clouds were coming in and were just so beautiful. Click on them to see. (Goodnight David! see you tomorrow!)