Marisol

Well, nothing new, i just want to say that one of Sonia's blog remind me something, something that was very important to me, but little by little, the distance between as make me ignore that memory in my mind, my friend, my best friend when i was in bolivia 10 year ago, her name was Marisol. But since i came to argentina, we didn't get in touch to each other. Although that memory is turning now smudgy, i really miss and enjoy those time we were playing together as she was the first person of my age that talk to me in a new school, new country where i know nobody and that speak different language. Now that i'm thinking of it, i have been looking many time for the possibility to visit her...but then i start to think of many other things like how she has change during this years, if she is going to be the same as when she was a child, how could be her life now and if she s going to recognise me when she looks at me.
In fact, i know that this won't happen and if it does, i think that we won't recognise each other because 10 year change many things, not only physically, but also the character and though of a person influenced by the atmosphere as we have gone through different way and experiences.
I hope everything is ok with her , bless the best for her, and that she's happy
I'll be very happy if one day, she could see this message and remember that she have a friend that will always support her.