How I met Cindy

In my mind’s eye, I can still see Cindy the day I first met her.  It was on the upstairs balcony at the Robin Hood Pub & Restaurant here in Bermuda.  Mark was meeting a few old friends from high school, myself included, and he walked out with a new face by his side.  Although most of the details of that evening I have long forgotten, that moment I first saw her has never left me.  I would like to think that it is because I sensed that a dear friend had found his soul mate and partner for life but I am not that perceptive… or maybe I am.

Sleep soundly Cindy… I miss you.