For so many years, the smiling face and wise words of Melinda helped me through my days at the big daily.
We investigated and co-wrote big projects together. She knew her fine arts. More than that, she’s wise in the ways of journalism. Best of all, Melinda is a smart friend about what’s right and wrong in life. When steam was coming from my ears, she listened, chimed in, ducked when needed, stood up strong and told me to ease off the gas pedal, dried some tears, laughed in unison …
My dear wife Karen, friends with Melinda as well, called her my work wife.
That kind of friend.
We did lunch every couple of months after I was one of the 100 caught in the big daily layoff of 2013, and did the best we could to keep up.
I got a get a text from Melinda a couple of weeks ago. She quit the company that replaced the big daily. She’s moving to Santa Barbara. She worked at the daily there, one of her work stops before she returned to her hometown decades ago, to be closer to her mom. Her magnificent Mom passed away almost exactly a year ago.
Yes, it’s time. Friends there will take care of our Melinda, I’m sure. A less stressful job will surface.
Life will be happier.
We can’t wait to visit. We love Santa Barbara. And now somebody we love will be living there.
Do you find it harder to say so long to friends as you get older? Do you find it harder to keep friends as life goes along? Do you tend to make new friends or keep the ones you have?