15 years ago my best freind told me not to cry: "You will always be in my heart until we meet again!". Her name was Maria, and she was my first best friend since childhood. However the live made us part with each other. She was moving to live in Russia. I missed her so much. She was my reason for understanding what is friendship. Since Masha had been gone, I had no desire to meet with other children. In the letters that i wrote to her there were some words like this " Your were a wonderful friend and more. I think of you every hour of every day. I still wait for you mails and phone calls and text messages. I hope to see you again some day". I feel like one of my family member was lost.
Well my friends, 17 years has passed since the day we met together. It was the summer 2015 when Masha arrived to Minsk from Russia and told me about it! She works as an intepreter in Moscow and she knows two foreign languages and her company сlose cooperates with Belarus. She has to visit very often Minsk and other cities as business trip.
Happiness is meeting and old friend after a long time and feeling that nothing has changed. I can not describe my first moment when we saw each other again and all the great memories came back. During all the night we had a good laugh about old memories from the past.
The only unsinkable ship is FRIENDSHIP.
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