I am sad now because I’ve just learned my best friend here in Boulder is moving, with preparations (sampling new city) starting next month, and with her entirely gone within a year or year-and-a-half (but really, I expect in less than a year). To give you an idea how close we are, when I pulled up this form to write this blog entry, my cellphone rang and she was on the other end of it (exercising, I think; she must have brushed the buttons of her phone). She is who encouraged me to arrive in Boulder in the first place, and she is my friend who knows me best. (I have a high school friend who knows me second best, due to the time frame being different). Always there to be a sounding board, to prompt me to see myself and to change when I need to. She sees clearly. I haven’t had people aside from her who saw so clear. I could get advice from her. And I didn’t pester her, she just happens to be skilled in seeing, and in knowing when people need to change. This also, sadly for me, applies to her as well. And she needs to change locale because she is not being her best here.