Herpreet

My friend Herpreet and I probably met in the ninth grade, but we didn't become friends until the tenth grade. We had biology together, and we spent a lot of time writing notes and romance novels back and forth to each other and obsessing over boys. We were always friends after that. We always had a special friendship beyond the chaos of high school and college even though we hadn't grown up together and still had our old lifelong friends. We are still kindred spirits even though we haven't always been in close touch. She is one of those people with whom that feeling of closeness never fades; it always reappears the moment we reconnect over Thai food or coffee. Ten years ago, we froze all night on the sidewalk together with Shelley in line for Rent. Her wedding five years ago remains the best wedding I've ever been to. She has two dogs and a nice husband. We were taking a Shakespeare class together in college the semester they fell in love, and I remember actually witnessing the transformation of a person falling in love. It was a beautiful thing. She is, quite simply, one of my favorite people. She is also a writer, and now she is writing online. And the internet and the world are better for it. Her first entry is here, and her second entry is here. Feel free to go say hi. Herpreet is a good person to know.