I’m completely fascinated by the six degrees of separation concept. Each of us can so easily be entwined in the lives of one another and sometimes not even know how great an impact we have made. I try to make sure the people who touch my life, know it.

Last week would mark two years since I wrote a blog about a woman, Momma Carrie, a lifelong family friend, who shaped important parts of my life. I wrote about her the day after I learned she passed away. The blog, which is now archived stories only, since I have launched this Vagablonde Traveling site, is dated April 19, 2007 - and though I think of her often, I did not think about her on this day last week.

Today I came home to find a new comment on this 2 yr. old blog. I finished reading the comment and then took a few quick, short breaths, goosebumps raised on my arms, and yet - I was not entirely surprised that this would happen. Keith likes to sing Harry Chapin’s All My Life’s a Circle, and, ya, that’s just how I feel. Do you want to read it? Here is the link:

Remembering

Allen and Carrie Martini on one of their many adventures