Old friends of old times

After a few years I faced the task of contacting a former friend, someone who was one of my best lifelong friends and the only one in that category of uniqueness that I lost contact with. Even though it was mostly her decision to shy away form our friendship, I find it hard to exchange the first couple of words and I can't fathom what her reaction will be like. Soon I'll find out. Life in Tucuman has that kind of charm, anything and anyone you come across once, at some point sooner or later appears again on your way. What goes around, comes around. Time heals emotional wounds but for some they seem to stay open forever. Fortunately, I'm not in the latter group, but find it painful when someone you love does. Oh well...