I have a copy of this picture magnetically pinned to the front of the refrigerator along with photos of the family and drawings by the kids. 

It came about as a surprise, our friendship...  We stumbled upon it in much the same way as one stumbles over a chair in the darkness, but it worked out quite nicely.  After many many years of waiting, we had both found someone who understood us in a way which even those closest to us could not fully comprehend. 

The rest of the world thinks we're crazy.  For the most part, we don't care.  They can keep their opinions. 

In spite of differences in age, culture and language, we found a way to connect.  We were all but forced to open our hearts to one another because we could not communicate in any other manner - And we were rewarded.

Now, within the coming month or so, we're going to have to say goodbye.

It won't be forever.  In my heart I know I'll see her again.  She's more than a friend.  She's family.  I'm not losing her...  But it still hurts. 

I will miss her.

I miss her already...

She's the one thing in Shijiazhuang I am not prepared to leave behind.