Me, Mangs and TanAs I saw her walk away, her little yellow sweater knotted firmly at her waist, her long ponytail swinging ever so slightly, and her gait of mingled nervousness and excitement, I knew life had changed...
Natasha, Tanya and I – with us, three’s never been a crowd, and when Natasha and I went to see off Tanya at the airport, two just didn’t seem like company. Tanya has taken up a course in the UK and has moved there. Many friends have, but watching her walk away, made me feel empty. ‘Empty’ because one phase of our life together had come to an end. ‘Empty’ because we’re never going to be little girls in blue uniforms again. ‘Empty’ because she’s not going to be around to give a hug and whisper those words I so need to hear when down. And, ‘empty’ because I have no idea where our lives will take us from here…
The three of us have, like all friends do, made our plans of vacationing together, of visiting, of going on continent/country/world tours…and though I don’t know if these will work out, I’m giving my all to one plan – that of being ‘Best Friends Forever’. That’s the goal. That’s the path. That’s us.
