my first friend

Last Saturday, I got a very unexpected phone call from an old friend. Actually, he was my first friend ever. I grew up in a government-supported apartment complex in Germany. My mother was a nurse and Christian's parents were teachers. We hung out all the time and I even went on vacation with them on numerous occasions, as my parents couldn't afford such. At some point, Christian's family moved into a different city and we have been out of contact for the last fifteen years. Well, that has changed as of last Saturday. His mum ran across my blog during a web search and promptly contacted my mother. Christian just finished his degree in product design in Hamburg and is contemplating a move to the US. It's a small world.