Marta was a childhood friend...we lived next door to one another and rode the school bus together. We shared many long talks about life / and what our futures might hold. We had made a pact that who ever married first owed the other two (my sister)a set of dishtowels. LOL, I owed them both! I awoke with her on my mind last week and was going to try to see if she was by chance on FaceBook. Two days later my mom called to say she had passed away. I am so sorry we never connected again. I am not surprised the field she chose to go into for her profession. I bet she was darn good at what she did. She was one of the sweetest people I ever met.
Sorry I missed you Marta.